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My Blog - Inspired By My Pictures

Years ago I heard the advice, "Don't take pictures while on vacation, just focus on the experience."  This turned out to be terrible guidance for me.  In my late 30s I started taking more pictures.  This activity helps to cement memories that would otherwise be lost whether on vacation or just going somewhere on the weekend.  In this blog I share the memories and stories inspired by my pictures.  


Floating in the empty

My eyes open unexpectedly

Timid and nervous strangers see my body

In the water beyond the sand

Illuminated by hate

There's so little time for peace

I wish I was carrying more than just me

Something to prove my lungs don't expel

Evil

It's cold for all of us

Tomorrow shouldn't be such a question

But trauma makes hearing and thinking

Impossible

Until everyone exhales again


I sat at the bar listening to the tales of the strangers next to me

Large men well past their prime

They shared memories of wrestling in the 80s

Exercising and performing and cocaine

When the blow was gone

They smashed assorted pills in their hotels

With the bottoms of cordless phones

And they snorted the fresh powder




For decades they entertained us

With their power and grace and intensity

Throughout their careers they battled one adversary

They would never beat

But the prolonged fight made us love them all the more

Eventually they would retire the match having lost to time




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