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Phlegm, thick and viscous, builds up in the back of the throat. Gagging. Face purpling. Tears pouring. Finally coughing explosively, spitting the sticky mess into the hanky. Ideas, thick and tenacious, build up in the back of the mind. Brain quivering. Mind reeling. Finally erupting, spewing the inky mess onto the page. © 2026 Bruno…
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I give you permission to let go. It’s okay to release the baggage you carry. Abandon the burden, but never the wisdom. It’s okay to let go of the shit your parents did or didn’t do, the shit the church crammed down your throat, the crap they taught in the classrooms. You are free to…
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In the Circle K parking lot I would beg enough spare change to eat a cheap meal each evening. One thing I am thankful for every day is that so far in life, I’ve only experienced being unhoused for a few weeks. For some it is their lifestyle. Those who choose it are rare. For…
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The pink of sunset is the same pink as this rose petal. No amount of beauty is too small to share. © 2026 Bruno Talerico 270/365
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glittering goddesses… leaves cloaked in moist droplets © 2026 Bruno Talerico 269/365
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Magnets attract ferrous filings, fractals rescale and replicate beliefs, reforming social patterns. Blue bowls glow luminous with lavender light, focusing starlight like parabolic mirrors. Archival songs resurrect and ancient rhymes reshape, modern mysteries shaped into holographic sculptures. Old truths merge with new lies propelling kindly fathers and solid, sane farmers toward savage lunacy. Gods and…
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Learning a language is more than vocabulary. It is recognizing that words are greater than their definitions. It is understanding nuance, idioms and inconsistencies. It is feeling the implications and laughing at the inside jokes. © 2026 Bruno Talerico 267/365
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Not everything that returns to life is meant to. The miracle of resurrection. Ha! Crusades and inquisitions. The world would be better off if he had remained buried… nourishing the banyan tree …or whatever. Indian schools and witch hunts. How does a symbol that depicts a tortured man impaled on an instrument of execution give…
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thunder rolling as sun rises… clouds on fire © 2026 Bruno Talerico 266/365
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