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  Musings on Home, the Heart, and Highways

  

  By ThePov, Middleton, MA

  I If Home is where the heart is, I’m still househunting. When the place you’ve lived your whole live Loses its luster, Home is a difficult term. Home is everywhere I long to go But haven’t been to yet. Home is anywhere but where I am. Home is a place That still has something to offer...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Star Bursts

  

  By ThePov, Middleton, MA

  Look past the canned, overly patriotic music Forget the spoiled 5 year old child Crying over some perceived crime against egocentrism And his yuppie parents Trying, too late, for some parental authority Ignore all of that And fireworks will show you The secrets of the universe. Ever starsh...
• Nonfiction > Memoir
  My Sandwich Shop Plan

  

  By ThePov, Middleton, MA

  I have a plan for my future. Whether it's feasible, whether it will ever happens, I don't really care. What matters is I have a plan: I want to own a sandwich shop. Specifically, I want to own a sandwich shop with an apartment above that I can live in, in some really unique and interesting part ...
• Nonfiction > Personal Experience
  Battlefield Reporting

  

  By ThePov, Middleton, MA

  So I had an "Office Space" moment last night. I don't know if anyone else here has seen it, but there's a scene in it in which the office-drone heroes go completely postal on the fax machine that has been the bane of their existence throughout the movie. They literally lug the th...
• Hot Topics > What Matters
  Human Condition

  

  By ThePov, Middleton, MA

  “All I’m saying is that if people weren’t so scared and greedy, and would learn to buy and not sell, this whole mess would be over.” I make my point, then finish the last bite of meatloaf on my plate. My grandma, my younger sister, and I sit at the dinner table, deep in discussion. In the...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  Parable

  

  By ThePov, Middleton, MA

  He walked down the country road, simply enjoying the sights. Few cars passed him by this far from civilization, and those that did would not stop when he tried half-heartedly to flag them down. He didn’t mind. For now, he was content with simply content with the way his own two feet propelle...