how does one live
with no one
friends as there may be
miles up on miles between
no caress
nor simple touch of kindness
warmth
acceptance
I can no more
accept a life so empty
so devoid of real substance
as to leave the soul craving
the spirit weeping
just because there are others
who have suffered as I have
does not mean I am not alone
I was there. You saw me. You heard me. In the shadows. But was I really there?
This "blog" is about me, my writing, my family and life. Or whatever else I want it to be.
In the kingdom of life, with the strokes of the brush, the bow and the pen, artists have sowed their hearts to contrive, fields rivalling in beauty the Garden of Eden.
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Claiming boyhood, staring down sexual abuse. © Brian Dennis 2019
is losing its patience.
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lost my mind...now what????
Science fiction, fantasy, mystery and what-not
A random ramble of survival and hope
survivor road 
I’m with you on this one.
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