September 15, 2016
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I shimmy the brown metal gun safe away from the wall, it’s covered in bumper stickers not unlike a lunchbox or a water bottle. This safe is one of the last items of personal adult importance still residing in my childhood bedroom in Southern Maine. Several of my old
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May 19, 2016
It cost me twenty-eight dollars to spring him, but it wasn’t his
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March 30, 2016
As I sat at my desk to finally write on my blog, it’s been since late
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September 23, 2015
With all the mist and haze…I’m starting to come out of a
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September 15, 2015
Hidden away among the thorns, he struts; not passively mind you, but
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September 11, 2015
My friend, Giuseppe asked me to share with the readers of The Grousefather my
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