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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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Will they know

When they dig up these bones what will they find on the skeleton of my life? Will they be able to read the hieroglyphics on my skull and the petroglyphs of my soul etched in the decaying calcium before them? … Continue reading

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After Creation

Writing, or any kind of creative action, can be hell sometimes, and it can even be worse after the creative act is completed and out into the world. Sometimes people think of writers, actors, or other artists as living glamorous lives. … Continue reading

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Silver Sobriety

25 years. Today marks 25 years since my last drink. There was a time when 25 hours without a drink was pretty much impossible for me. Now it has been 25 years. On past anniversaries I have recounted the bad … Continue reading

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A Dream Realized

When I was in about second grade or possibly third I remember sitting at the feet of my Great Aunt Leona, listening to her talk about writing. She was a poet, composer, and a stringer for the Wisconsin State Journal, … Continue reading

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Survivor Story

Trigger Warning: Parts of this blog post may be triggering. Please take care of yourself and seek out help if you can. A couple months ago I was invited to do a presentation at Wisconsin Coalition Against Sexual Assault’s “Sexual … Continue reading

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Thirty Years at Home

The moment I walked through the front door of Broom Street Theater the first time I felt at home. I knew it was where I belonged. For years I had enjoyed theater as an audience member and in high school … Continue reading

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