Wait! This is going to be more than you want to hear, but it’s good… I’m fine with how I felt about you. It’s a wonderful thing. It was never anything more than a feeling, right? But I forget it sometimes and then someone says to me something wild about you – like my friendContinue reading “Anthony Green | 1.20.24”
Author Archives: Ragged
Pale Lungs | 12.30.23
What keeps you here? There’s no reason to consider thisanything more than a memory-inducedflair up. Something brought on by the warmthof the Holidays and the prospect ofnew beginnings. A tiptoe back into infatuation.One hell of a distraction.The hottest summer on record. Having let goand gracefully moved onallowing details to fadeuntil they won’t anymore.. I’ll writeContinue reading “Pale Lungs | 12.30.23”
The Other ‘Days Between’
The week between Christmas and New Year’s is always a bit untethered. I take this week off from work to spend with my kids and face it down with no expectations at all. In fact, right now the only thing we’ve got planned out is a trip to Vermont tomorrow. Another fact: I didn’t knowContinue reading “The Other ‘Days Between’”
Relationships: A Case Study on Overthinking
There’s nothing wrong with being open and honest and wearing your heart on your sleeve. There’s also nothing wrong with talking about your feelings and realizing that nothing in life fits in a singular, simple box. Don’t ever assume you can assume what’s going on until you ask the hard questions or pre-emptively supply theContinue reading “Relationships: A Case Study on Overthinking”
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There’s so much moon out tonight.And all I want is stars…
The Ginger People
Before it left their system entirely, the illness that buggered up my girls over the weekend shared one of its remaining embers with me. It’s basically a cold with heavy nausea. Anyone who knows me knows that I could be fully engulfed in flames and won’t complain, but I tend to go fetal at theContinue reading “The Ginger People”
4:57-5:03am
Soft and sinking deep.I know this pillow’s got meas I start to fade away. So many words have left me since the light of my phone faded away. Then the sounds around me driftuntil all I can hear is the slowing of my breathing… The beating of my heart… And the small symphonythat accompanies dreamscomingContinue reading “4:57-5:03am”
Buffalo Tom | 9.7.23
Details fadelike taillights in fog.Just the minutiaenothing major. So, it won’t be like bumping into a stranger. But,with a sigh of relief –everything will seem newevery time. What a fantastic thing! This was a fantastic summer.Like a bug in a jar,I couldn’t escape. But was I even trying? As someone who swore offsuch things inContinue reading “Buffalo Tom | 9.7.23”
John Mayer | 8.25.23
Familiar feelingsabout something and not someone… The thrill of diving deeper…The fear of not finding the bottom.The fact that there is no bottom… The sudden change of pace.An extra ingredient in the game of life. I’m getting distracted on purpose. It comes in waves.I may be a strong swimmer,but what am I missing on theContinue reading “John Mayer | 8.25.23”
The Nevermore
I used to have this friend named Tyler. Hell, he’s still my friend – I just haven’t talked to him in years. Life gets weird. It got a little weird. But – at this point – I can’t remember why. Water under the bridge…Anyway… This guy drank more coffee, per capita, than anyone I’ve everContinue reading “The Nevermore”
Tribe Of Flannel 