Archive for the 'The Haunting Past' Category

Childhood Portraits

The blogfather is being tortured by a picture of himself when he was a wee tyke. He ruminates over why parents would do such things to their children.
My mother is cooler than that. She keeps the pictures hidden. But displayed prominently (with special lighting, even) in every place she has called home is a [...]

A Steady Rhythm

“Okay, Cowboy, you think you do it again.”
Salt. Shot. Lime. No problem.
Studying in Germany I was getting used to the idea of being the “American Cowboy,” or at least some sort of representation of it for the group I hung around. Sure, I wore boots, but at the time, I was such a [...]

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