Browsing: but free writing sets the truth in motion. It launches the process. It makes you the writer. This doesn’t go away.

     I will not . . . will not . . . will not. Yet I do – more so than ever, this last month or so, since I moved from Chicago to a retirement community in Appleton, Wisconsin. Complicating this is the fact that, within days of my move, fascist What’s-His-Name has declared that he will send federal troops to Chicago to “restore order,” kidnap possible immigrants and punish (kill) the city’s dissident soul. His words have intensified my love for the city I have left, pulling me back to it emotionally, even though physically I remain here.