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Many Ghosts

Many people in my life have been consumed by fiction. Fiction is a monster. Fiction is a glutton. Like ego, like an insatiable wrath, it never gets enough, is never satisfied. Fiction has consumed and absorbed many people in my … Continue reading

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Coney Island

Snow, Coney Island, faded play beneath the bones– ghosts of children past.

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The Chairs

Stiff-spined, hammer-headed, squat-bottomed, rubble-flecked alternates to the chairs that once stilled motion and held human life; the people lost, the flights canceled, the chairs a stirring musical memory, a ghostly paean to the dashed dreams of a grave new world, … Continue reading

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