truth or fiction

baja california, by stocksy

putting the leash on zhen-zhen my doggo

the gall and hubris of jobe wrapped around a frame of arthritic bones     a hank of hair with a pencil and a vocabulary that could stand a measure of improvement     at 67 one can look back at the glen and hollow of a life with an honesty that is as hard as rock and as soft as a cloud     being both hard and soft are needed     and kindness     walk with me zhen-zhen and just listen     I will speak to you as if I was your brother

-james lee jobe

I want you to know that I love your ordinariness,
because I, too, am ordinary.

The truth is, we are all ordinary.

-Haemin Sunim

what will you have

the truth of the first part of my life is violent and reckless and wild     if you really must have only the truth I will tell it to you even though the fiction of my life is kinder by far     so how shall it be     what will you have     the salt air of the from the ocean coming in through the open tent flaps or the leather strap across the back and strong hands closing in on the throat     the choice is yours

-james lee jobe

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