Monthly Archives: April 2018

One might think that it would be easy to tell the story of two lovers of storytelling joined by that same love. We met doing a play at a community theatre. It was an original play, written by Christopher Daniels, … Continue reading →

It takes a village to cure what ails it, and there could be spillage when this occurs. But sometimes the collective nails it, to end this derailed fit, and Patton Oswalt’s heart stirs. Darkened men pillage and instill this sense … Continue reading →

People give what they want. People take what they need. Some symbols are to flaunt. Battleborn colors never bleed. . #cityflag #pictures #artistic #creative #creation #reno #renoisrad #renoasfuck #biggestlittlecity #biggestlittleartscity #morearteverywhere #sparks #nevada #homemeansnevada #destinationnevada #travelnevada #silverstate #battleborn #RenoRising #poet … Continue reading →

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When the promises are all forgotten leaving symbolic imprints, causing sadness with an unknown source. When the last hope of a child has limped off to die in the woods by itself. And if there are no woods by that … Continue reading →

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~ Harms and Letters ~ . “… Yes but that’s not what this is.” “What is it then?” “This is a bunch of grown men gathering together to act like children, drink heavily, likely destroy things, and most likely brush … Continue reading →

Everyone in attendance, whether listening closely from the folding chairs, or those who touched stage tonight, everyone was elevated. We grew. We hung on individual lines in our mind’s eye. We laughed. We snapped. We clapped. We cheered. We revered … Continue reading →