limit experience

  • just us

    the further along i get in my own story i realize i am less and less the author.

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  • This year with the ghoulish holiday’s arrival, I spent several hours talking to a male friend about the libidinal shadow side of our lives. He was quizzing me about the complexities of the feminine and I was enthralled to be in the company of masculine loquaciousness at its most transparent. Nearing dusk, I feel a

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  • A Reprisal of a 1970’s song begs this post’s existential question.

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