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What Comes Tomorrow

Posted on March 16, 2023March 16, 2023 by KZ

I was driving my daughter home from school one afternoon when she asked me a question I wasn’t expecting from a six-year-old. “Daddy,” she said, “Am I going to die?” I had mentioned something about death to my daughter a few days prior while answering some other question of hers. Whatever I said, I guess…

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The Grand Promise of Little Things

Posted on February 19, 2013October 13, 2022 by KZ

30 Minus 2 Days of Writing

Day 19: “Little things”
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“I’m really no good at this.” I said, taking a step backward. I pushed my palms out and away from my chest as if I were being held at gunpoint.

Still she persisted. Crystal inched closer with her infant son held forward, beckoning me to grab hold of him as if she were offering a ball to a young child…

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Mike Hagen had his Screw Shack. The Screw Shack was a very stellar— Mal Function!—Hagen production. None of the boards lay true and none of the nails ever quite made it all the way in. The boards seemed to be huddled together in a tentative arrangement. One day Kesey took a hammer and hit a single nail on the peak of the shack and the whole shack fell down. "Nothing lasts, Hagen!" yelled Mountain Girl, and her laugh boomed through the redwoods.~Tom WolfeSource: The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test
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