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I’ve been sharing links to my literary tinkering lately. I tinker with words a lot since I don’t have baseball to tinker with anymore. Some tinkering goes well, some not so well, and some I’m just not sure about. But I guess that’s what a blog is for—a place to test content, see...

“Your mom called me while you were out.” Said Bonnie. “Did you tell her I was dead?” “No, I told her you were at the gym.” “What’d she want? No. No, don’t answer that. I know what she wanted.” I took near drum sized canister of protein from a cabinet in the kitchen and rationed...