Repressed Memory of My First Time

Posted by on March 7, 2012 in Poems, Poetry, Reflections |

I used to steal cigarettes butts from my step-dad’s ashtray when I was thirteen and sneak down to the green mossy sewer that ran around the soccer fields by our house for a quick drag. Twenty years later, after trying to quit cold-turkey, then smoking only when I drank, but never being able to abandon […]

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Self Defense for Women

Posted by on March 5, 2010 in Kali Silat, Reflections |

Ladies, you’re at a bar when a guy approaches you and starts making friendly conversation. After fifteen or twenty minutes, his girlfriend shows up and he introduces you to her. The three of you have several drinks and the time melts away. Before you know it, they’re inviting you back to their place. What do […]

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A Decade in Reflection

Posted by on December 31, 2009 in New Years Resolutions, Reflections, to-do lists |

I read many online newsletters. One of my favorite’s is from a man named Yanik Silver. I will say in advance that I don’t buy any of his products, but I do find him interesting. In his last post, Yanik talked about the fact that most of the times people don’t take stock of what […]

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