From a journal entry- Sept. 26, 1993-

From a journal entry- Sept. 26, 1993-

It is my fancy, having been born on the twelfth day of September, that I was conceived on a liquor laden New Year’s Eve. My life, you might say, beginning as a “fucking celebration” later riding the rails of sober regret.

My father married my mother thirty-five days before my honorable birth. My mother never forgave me for her sin.

On the bright side, I wasn’t the bastard my mother always said I was.

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About elrondsilvermaul

I never know what to say about myself. I let what I write try to speak as to who I am. I can only add, here, that I am 72, live in a nursing home, am twenty years a cancer survivor, and identify as a gay male. I intend to use this blog as storage for poems? written over the long years (and still being written). This does not preclude other uses.
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