Sentient

Today my doctor looked at my hand and said, “That’s infected.” Then he asked when my last course of antibiotics had ended. I told him: yesterday morning. He shook his head and said he was sorry, but I was going…

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Frozen

As busy as I’ve kept myself, there are some things I’ve neglected. I haven’t been much inspired to paint. And that’s a shame, because I love painting. It’s meditation. It’s therapy. It’s time out of time. I finished exactly one…

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