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Generation Now
How are your check bones under the layers of flesh on your face? Does it hurt when you smile? My generation last vestige of the Cold War, bomb drill and the Red Menace, right watching live via satellite the utter collapse of what on paper was Soviet might. I was promised a world without war…
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Again?
The alarm went off again a brand new morning welcomed by NPR. On the news, another shooting somewhere nearby perhaps a baby is dead, or a lunchroom full of bright-faced teenagers; does the carnage belong to an elementary school or a military base? Is it a black man shot without cause in the face? Will…
The Numinous Cosmos 