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When I’m really attracted to someone,I get nervous,tongue-tied, or shy. So if I seem quietor say awkward thingsit’s probably because I like you. © 2026 Bruno Talerico50/365
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Todayis the beginningof daylightsaving time. Does that mean yesterdaywas the endof daylightspending time? ©2026 Bruno Talerico49/365
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Our memories are a turbulent sea.All of what we see and heargets churned and editedover and over.The best parts float,skimmed from the foam,caught in piles of driftwood,for the next monsoon rain.Our brains get busywhenever we touch something,creating connections,rearranging what we knew.Smells and tastes we love,come rushing back like a river,flowing, swirling, tumblingdown a rock-strewn canyon.Rivers…
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We ride slowlyalong the winding cemetery road past mythic oaks, shadowy sycamoresand red-leafed maples. At the top of a small hill,the road curves to the right,and there I see my future. Three feet from the road’s edge,a headstone: No epitaph, no dates,only a name,my name. And suddenlyI am mortal. © 2026 Bruno Talerico47/365
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I sit in comfort, writingin my home in the desert Southwest. At this exact moment,someone else is writingin a place torn by waror smothered in poverty. As I sip my freshly brewed French roast,someone is writingwhile waiting in lineto get food and waterfor another day of survival. © 2026 Bruno Talerico 46/365
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This witty little ditty emergedwhile moaning and groaning,birthing a steamy brown log. While seated on the Open-Faced Throne,my mind wanderedto this strange concoction of words—this amalgamation. This abomination was startingwhile farting fragrant fecal vapors,then an inkling while tinklingamber dropletsfalling like crystalsinto foul water. So now I apologize while burping,for rudely usurpingyour valuable timewith this shitty…
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Observations, opinions,and beliefs accrue—scraps saved,shiny pieces in the old shoebox. Relationshipsalight, deepen—fly away. Life is a collage,fragments collected or discarded,cut, sorted, pasted. Experiences evolve,shapes slowly revealthe mosaic that is you. © 2026 Bruno Talerico44/365
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I’ve been changing. Every experiencehas taught a different way to be. I’ve felt joy andlearned from my pain. Now, as you can plainly see,I’ve been changing. I walk the country mileshowing off my smile. © 2026 Bruno Talerico43/365
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Why do they write world warswith Roman numeralsinstead of Arabic numbers?oops—I guess that’s self-explanatory. No better timethan the beginning of battleto pray to the almighty. I like Mark Twain’s prayer bestto remind mewhat I’m really asking forwhen I pray for victory: “O Lord our God,help us to tear their soldiers to bloody shreds with our…
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I’ve got some bad newsfor all the believers:Muslims, Buddhists, New-Age gurus,Sunday-service Christians, for the joiners:Conservatives, Liberals, Anarchists, and for the rabble-rousers:gossips, reporters, advertisers, conspiracy theorists. You’re alla bunch of confused humans,seduced consumers unable or unwillingto resist donating valuable timeand hard-earned cashto The Hoodwinkers: the ones in fancy suits or funny hatswho give out the rules,the…
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