Loki Listens

Minus picked up the bag and emptied it’s contents onto the table. He knew what he would see before we opened it. He remembered all of it. The drinks, and the bags, and the conversations.

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Jane was more than a little puzzled as she watched him walk away. They had talked about a lot of things that had been hard to swallow, but were none the less true.

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There was a moment of pain and screams and laughs and spilled beer and confusion.

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I actually wrote this and posted it back in April of 2007. I’m reposting it now because I’m starting a new series of true stories, called Fragments. Enjoy!
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This is a true story. A story about my city. Chattanooga. I love it like no other. In this city, it’s rare for someone to say, [...]

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For the first time on Loki Listens, I’m going to publish a poem I am actually sort of proud of. Hopefully someone will enjoy it as much as I do.
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Drink in the night.
Can you feel this flavor?
The wine is deep red.
The love is crystal clear.
Drink with me.
This cup we share.
We are not this.
We never [...]

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This is a true story. A story about my city. Chattanooga. I love it like no other. In this city, it’s rare for someone to say, “I love living here.” Mostly you just hear people talk about leaving. People new to the city often complain that it has a [...]

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