Biography

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Night Terrors

Night Terrors By Sequoia Fahey The green man isn't the only strange dream I have while I am a young child. Sleeping in the loft among the click-bugs...
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Rhythm Of The Sioux

Part Two Dear diary...Summer of 1994 was filled with months of glorious sunshine. I was lucky enough not to be going out to work that year and so...
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An Unexpected Change

Dear diary...I can recall parts of the early 1990s like they were yesterday. It was the beginning of a change in another direction for me. I'd been...

Mary-O: The Old Lady of Piss and Vinegar

Mary-O The Old Lady of Piss and Vinegar By Sequoia Fahey Mary-O is an elderly woman, who swears worse then any fisherman I have ever heard, and she...
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That Old Maieutic Moth Debacle.

I’ve been watching the caramel canal waters for hours, sat beneath some rickety dirty bridge upon a pristine bench, dedicated to the life of Enrich...
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Peace on earth

The doorbell rings. I freeze. Immediately my blood is raging through my veins like a frantic fever, instantly my thoughts are tormenting me like a...

Click Bugs in the Walls at Night

Click Bugs in the Walls At Night By Sequoia Fahey In the winter the landscape is fresh and new as snow falls softly through the branches of the...
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A Lesson in Leni-tea

The ignorance and arrogance of folk never ceases to astound me. So, I'm at a certain coffee shop (let's call it Mobys), having ordered my drink in...
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Horn and Hardart Automat - (A day spent with my dad)

The New York City streets were crowded and, from my six year old vantage point, with giants, but I had the biggest giant with me holding my hand, so...
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