July 31, 2009
South Carolina pours itself on you. Soaks you with big southern smiles and smothers you with $4.99 Monday-Friday lunch buffets. Wraps itself around you with love of self and God.
There’s a lot of this love around these parts. My little sister is getting married tomorrow in Columbia.
Love and humidity.
I’m looking for love on a plate of mustard barbecue, collard greens, and coleslaw at a self-proclaimed “World Famous” joint. Tall glass of lemonade and extra napkins. Roasted pig seated on a throne in the middle of the room.
I’m looking for love in a rain-soaked sidewalk reflection.
I’m looking for love and memories at the Army Navy Surplus on Main St. The lady next to me is looking at a used field coat for her daughter’s elementary school musical. “That coat has a spirit,” I want to tell her. I wonder if my BDUs have made their way to songs and dance.
I’m looking for love on my run this morning. Watching the sun pick up through the haze. Watching a little girl in a stroller wave to a little white dog being pushed in another stroller.
I drink the air it’s so full. Love in humidity. I take big gulps and try to fill myself.
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How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
-William Ernest Henley
about me
Just sitting here, wandering around. Peeking out from time to time. Wondering what's on the other side of the hill.
Me and my dog. Me and my running shoes.
I'll drink the drink and eat the food and rub my hands in the dirt. I'll do handstands in the snow. Laughing and dancing with a straight face.
Me and my dog. Me and my running shoes.
I'll drink the drink and eat the food and rub my hands in the dirt. I'll do handstands in the snow. Laughing and dancing with a straight face.
about wording why
Wording Why is a word workstation of sorts, a space to create vivid snapshots, to tinker with sentences and sounds and pacing, to take things I've experienced (big or small, real or imagined) and paint them into something new.
In the beginning, elements of truth outweighed fiction, but that trend has reversed over the years. Although many posts still contain elements of truth, this should not be confused with a journal or personal nonfiction.
Images as words.
In the beginning, elements of truth outweighed fiction, but that trend has reversed over the years. Although many posts still contain elements of truth, this should not be confused with a journal or personal nonfiction.
Images as words.
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Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
-William Ernest Henley
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