Category: ghostbogey
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Across These Miles
A few weeks ago my life burned to the ground. Or perhaps that happened a few months ago, time grows slippery when measured in hasty choices. This occurs, anyway, every few years: I lose my life and I find myself. Last time I ran all the way to New York to do it, before that […]
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This Awful Silence
O Alibi of Chronology, in what script/ in your ledger will this narrative be lost?