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“Mister…?”

Posted on September 19, 2019 by Jim Stewart

A young boy, dressed in clean but threadbare jeans and a shirt that might have once been red, took in my leathers and my road-weary black Harley. He then shot me a look that was older than he was. “Mister? … Continue reading →

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Walls Be Gone

Posted on July 30, 2015 by Jim Stewart

This rumble under my butt hums, a rising, falling cadence that seeks and destroys the walls accumulated throughout my head. Each haphazardly laid stone marries another to channel my thoughts in a straight and narrow path of least resistance. Begone, … Continue reading →

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