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Thoughts 2022-03-18: Why We Scream
Why We Scream! We scream, We screen, We flirt with the obscene. We yell, We dwell, We frolic while in hell. We holler, In squalor, We...

Todd Homan
Mar 18, 20221 min read


Thoughts 2022-03-17
I got my first outside sunbeam today. The deck on top of my garage sits at about 10 degrees warmer than the outside air in the afternoon...

Todd Homan
Mar 17, 20224 min read


Thoughts 2022-03-17: Are you Ready for a Fight
Are you ready for a fight? Are you ready for the fight of your life? Then muster all your might, And prepare yourself for strife. This...

Todd Homan
Mar 17, 20221 min read


Thoughts 2022-03-15 Expectations
A little poem: Expectations Sometimes it is shocking when I look into a mirror, Expectations and reality don’t always align, I fear. Who...

Todd Homan
Mar 15, 20221 min read


Thoughts 2022-03-14 INVINCIBLE
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=CtiuMnhP3Qk&feature=share I have been obsessively listening to Invincible by Tool again. What an...

Todd Homan
Mar 14, 20225 min read


Thoughts 2022-03-13: Everybody Knows It's Log!
I took this picture three years ago. It just popped up in my On This Day type feed from Onedrive. I remember someone commenting, and I...

Todd Homan
Mar 13, 20223 min read


All Aboard The Inca Trail
Alright Muse, it is time to, once again, stir from your opiate slumber. Time to whisper in my ear. I wish to remember our trip to Peru....

Todd Homan
Mar 12, 20225 min read


Thoughts: 2022-03-09
Speak Memory!…Memory? Where did you end up now? Ah, there you are, asleep, as usual. Well, I have some news for you, you kept me up...

Todd Homan
Mar 9, 20224 min read


1000 Years
This story is the first I ever completed. I wrote it well over 20 years ago. It is dark and melancholy, as were most of the things I...

Todd Homan
Mar 9, 20228 min read


Christmas Cards
The following story was read aloud at Story Slam. Speak Memory, of the abduction of imagination, December 24th 1981, a child is seen in...

Todd Homan
Mar 9, 20224 min read


In the Mountains
Melancholy hung like a black cloud above my head. Depression stared fiercely at me through the haze that spread before me. Despair,...

Todd Homan
Mar 8, 20227 min read


Unspoken
On February 6th, 2018, Dave Richards went to sleep in his camp bunk in Kugluktuk, Nunavut. He was exceptionally tired after his day of...

Todd Homan
Mar 8, 20228 min read



Todd Homan
Mar 8, 20220 min read


Misanthrope
The world is a stage and the actors knaves; We aim to please and please behave. People are wicked and driven by Hate And everyone alive...

Todd Homan
Mar 8, 20221 min read



Todd Homan
Mar 8, 20220 min read


Eumenides
Hecate’s Sisters, the Horrors of Hell Born out of Blisters at the toll of the bell Furies so fatal, inspirers of fear Dread Daughters of...

Todd Homan
Mar 8, 20221 min read
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