Tag Archives: Brad Garber

The Party

You             on the floor                         in the bowl                                     on the mattress                                                 in bright light                                                             white on white                                                                         fish on deck                                                                                     out of water                                                                                     flopping                                                                                     gasping blackness at the windows                                     trick of reflection                                     naked                                                             alone legs convulsing                         mouth open                                                 gills straining for … Continue reading

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The Tally

There are things that should not be done and I could tell you what they are, but won’t because lists are always incomplete and it may keep you from your journey. Once the Pine Wood Derby has been won it … Continue reading

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This Season’s Diet

When I breathe there is a small pain in my neck or maybe my ear. It’s not so bad, feeling things plaquing in my veins, even though I know they are tiny machines planted there by malevolent diet creatures from … Continue reading

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Watching a Friend Die

If I do everything correctly I will live longer maybe but I may also live shorter because of increased anxiety and the propensity to take more chances over a longer period of time. The corn plant in my apartment has … Continue reading

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Weight Watching

Today, I ingested 2,346 calories of energy and they all went into my stomach like so many things where they joined Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass and the acid I tried in 2001 and the 1972 Regional Mile Relay … Continue reading

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