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It’s a tiny piece of paper; a scrap from a time of Texas bills, transmogrified into packing material two years ago. A slip that snuck, across state lines, a tiny cling; now resting on the floor of my car.
I’ve moved too much, and in the last one, ended up apart from my things, in a [...]
August 22nd, 2008
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Searching for something else, I found this piece, which I believe was deleted from my blog in the mysterious blog purge of depressed laid-off posts. It republishes today, almost a year later, in a year without things.
WASHINGTON, D.C., August 18, 2007
The unemployed know this - how the days can creep by, you, reading in [...]
July 29th, 2008
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WASHINGTON, DC, July 19, 2007
My eyeballs hurt. My sockets are weary. I stare at my computer so long that my vision develops mirage spots … swervy spots that look like moisture evaporating off hot concrete.
Sometimes, I get so I can’t read … the lines run together. On the metro, my eyes hurt; reading is painful. [...]
July 19th, 2007
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COLUMBIA HEIGHTS, Washington, DC, June 20, 2007
Pandemonium.
Lights flashing, a spiral of screaming, hysterical phone calls, a flash fire - combustible Columbia Heights - ignited.
It was a war zone, ground zero - not a neighborhood, not even anything physical - hate.rage.fear.heat, low hanging, oppressive smoldering chemicals, waiting for the spark, flash point fire.
I got off [...]
June 20th, 2007
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COLUMBIA HEIGHTS, WASHINGTON, DC, June 10, 2007
I leave the light on, sometimes. When there’s a mouse in the house, or a six-legged scurry.
I don’t actually think that the light keeps the vermin away, but it helps, when I wake with a start in the middle of the night - to be able to see, instantly [...]
June 10th, 2007
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WASHINGTON, DC, June 7, 2007
The shots rang out, staccato.
Four, in rapid succession.
DC’s Columbia Heights is a neighborhood of many noises: firecracker cackle, urgent sirens, basketball bounce, slow-fast-slow cadences - many noises, yes, but the sound of a gun is unmistakable.
Clear.
Certain.
Four shots - one tunneling into the arm of a man, another into the chest of [...]
June 7th, 2007
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WASHINGTON, DC, May 23, 2007
Her steps were jagged; harsh crisscrosses on uneven pavement, the too-fluid jangle of hep in her veins.
She wore tight black jeans, and a tank, with a Michael Jackson-style fedora bent and tilted over one eye, fake diamond in her nose collecting DC sun, looking down with off-rhythm cadence:
“Excuse mema’am - I [...]
May 23rd, 2007
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WASHINGTON, DC, May 17, 2007
Angie and I heard the snap!
The snap of victory - for the kinda awesome-looking wooden mousetraps, laden with chunky Skippy and emblazoned ‘Victory’ 40s style.
But the snap of victory meant the snap of a neck, for the furry vermin I’d seen scampering in the kitchen just moments before.
She didn’t want to [...]
May 17th, 2007
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WASHINGTON, DC, April 17, 2007
So I did it - I’m now a denizen of no state - a DC resident, one of the few, broke and proud, in 68.3 sq mi (177.0 km²) of con(per)verted swampland.
I surrendered my Georgia identity but not my fake accent, to join the half-million representation-less in the murky heart of [...]
April 17th, 2007
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WASHINGTON, DC, April 15, 2007
Saturday morning found me heavy; head still thick of Friday’s Shiner Bock.
The last thing I wanted to do was get up, but I did - up and out, still smoky in last night’s clothes. I’d gone to the Black Cat to see the Junior Boys the night before, and part [...]
April 15th, 2007
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