A poetic tragedy

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Pressure builds inside his choking heart,
Simple things impossible through filtered sight.
Tearing wilted sanity apart,
The starving beast snapping and holding tight.

Chains pull taut around the creature’s neck.
It snarls and whimpers holding to its head. …

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I can’t write.

There are too many distractions.
Every time I get going, somebody’s in my way.
They need food. They need attention.
They need to tear off a piece of me, chew it down to rinds, then come back for more interruption when I’m finally settled in again.


The deal I made to drink another day

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When I was younger, hard liquor had me blacking out every weekend. People used to ask me what it’s like to blackout, to which I would ask, “What’s it like not to?”

It was bad.

Whenever someone started singing that damn Lil’ John song “Shots,” it was the beginning of…

Some tips for parenting peacefully

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“Get down from there. NOW!”

Imagine if someone talked to you that way. Would you just lower your eyes and comply? Chances are you would reject this person and rebel against their wishes.

A common confusion with regards to communicating with children is that we tend to forget they’re human…

Am I halfway done, or just getting started?

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It took me a while to get to this point, and now that I’m here, I’m surprised at how unpredictable this moment turned out to be. When I wrote the ending, I told everyone I knew that “I finished my first draft!” Many congratulations gave me hope and motivation. How…

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Before I even leave the house, I need to be sure to grab the Purell (never leave home (anymore) without it). Then, when I arrive, I need to fight the urge to park away from all the other cars. When I find a spot that’s a respectively sane distance away…

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With each passing day, it’s looking more like the opening chapter to Stephen King’s The Stand out there. At first, the Coronavirus seemed like a far away illness that hardly even registered in my mind. …

Simulated Warfare Part 1

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She opened her eyes and saw the world through the heads up display of her visor. Inside the launch bay, her and Tysen waited for the bulkhead door to open. They checked their weapons and armor, fastening and tightening, racking a round and counting magazines. …

Brian Relay

Aspiring novelist/director/podcaster/spiritual guru/normal person

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