Day: January 9, 2018

Hipster Housing 

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These are but two of the private developments going up in my neighborhood. 

None of the apartments will be set aside for U.S. ARMY Veterans like myself or for the working class. 

Obviously a clear case of gentrification. People like myself are being pushed out in favor of the 6 figure folks. 

Just goes to show you that you can go to college, graduate with honors, serve your country, work tons of overtime, obey the law but still not win. What little you have can be taken away at any moment. 

Gentrification is the new segregation 

Green Darkness

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Dragonscale Clippings

I stand at the border of the forest, amidst grasping root and snaking vine. And I listen. I can hear you snuffling in the green darkness. Your breath sucks in and blows out. In my mind’s eye I can see the moist cavity of your lungs ballooning and deflating. A breeze scratches among the leaves and I freeze. Your snorting ceases. The deep shadows become still. A scrabble of earth, the ripping of vines and you, the Animal, are gone.

I wait until daylight when sunlight dapples the forest floor. I hear you roar, greeting the new day and I search for you. Following your razor-like tracks in the leaf mould, I walk beneath tall trees and beside rushing rivers. Would your sharp claws embrace me if I met you?
Your heavy stench drifts upon the close air. My nostrils flare in revulsion even as I strain eagerly forwards to…

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Share Your World – January 8, 2018

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Share Your World – January 8, 2018

 

Share Your World – January 8, 2018

 Cee Neuner

 

Do you prefer a bath or shower?

When I lived at home with my parents I always took baths because the shower was broken.  Then while I was in the Army Showers became the only choice.  No bathtubs in the barracks.  Since I got out in 1981 I just do showers most of the time.  Normally I only take baths because I’m sick or in pain.  Bubble baths are soothing as are Epsom Salt baths. Both help the arthritis and joint pain.

 

 

 

What do you do to make a living or during the day? If you are retired what mostly occupies your day? Or if you are a student what are you studying?

I am a Museum Security Guard who is looking forward to retirement this year.

 

Is there a stuffed animal in your bedroom?

Yes. At various times several.

 

What inspired you or what did you appreciate this past week?  Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination. 

Inspired by the late Great author Gabriel Garcia Marquez as my muse I made good progress on a story I’m composing. 
Scored two 2 tickets for Stephen and I to go see the Black Panther movie at BAM on Saturday, February 17th. BAM stands for the Brooklyn Academy of music. For much of the month of February BAM will not only be showing the Black Panther film, but there will also be a showing of prior previous Black Superheroes and a Black Comic con. 

For those of you outside the United States, February is Black History month. 

Stephen and I will be engaging in some Cosplay.  Stephen will be the Black Panther and I will be the Eartha Kitt version of Cat Woman. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Evicted 

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Evicted

Abandoned ~~ Unwanted | Tossed aside

When you own nothing, you are nothing.

Just piles of clothes. Discarded furniture and hurriedly packing to beat the City Marshals lock on your front door.

Belongings helter skelter across 3 1/2 rooms. Rooms that no longer belong to you because rent unpaid.

One tends to lose people and things unexpectedly.

1st Dad died. Then Mom.  Pieces of Me were lost along the way.

The Little Cleaning Woman me took one look at the fake Christmas tree and ornaments then proclaimed, Into the Trash with that Shit! There are no more celebrations for people like you. People always in transition. Always in flux.  When you were forcibly transitioned out of your American Dream job then your life became the American Nightmare.

I am an Anachronism to my time.