How I Became… A Springsteen Fan

It was the summer of 1998 and I was back home from college. One of my good friends, Phil, was back as well from the Army. This already starts off sounding like a Springsteen song. We had a Marine friend, Ian, who lived up in Sacramento about two hours north of us. Ian said he... Continue Reading →

The Star

This star burns _____so far and invisible __________to our eyes.   Her colors masked _____by distance, wavered __________in the journey.   Through the lens, _____the mascara’s imprint; __________a Polaroid dried of rainwater.

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