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On Suicide

  Trigger warning for suicide/suicidal ideation. When I was living in my dorm in college one of the men at the other end of the long hall on our floor killed himself. In retrospect it was not a sudden thing. … Continue reading

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The Gift

April 18, 1989. A gay bar in Denver, the Triangle. A can of beer in hand, cigarette in the other. I was there alone, so I wasn’t there to be with friends, I wasn’t there looking for someone for the … Continue reading

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On Living

While country music is not my favorite style of music there is one crossover song that strikes me every time I hear it. It is Tim McGraw’s song, Live Like You Were Dying. Every time I hear the line, “Someday I … Continue reading

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My Cousin is a Duck, and I Am Loved

Some days when I visit my mother she thinks I’m her brother or someone else. Most of the time she knows who I am, but not always. Going to visit can be saddening or it can bring me joy–I never … Continue reading

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Resolution

After suffering a life-threatening heart attack just over four years ago I feel like every year on this earth is a gift. Then again, every year that I’ve ever lived has been a gift. Every day is a gift. I … Continue reading

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