Empty-Handed By Sean Ripple www.Flickr.com/photos/flatlife can I describe my dropped-jawed realization? no more pretending now…this is the real thing… i’m shut out without so close to becoming nothing more than a fetishizer of flatlining routine all that drive all that hope fell out of the grocery sack somewhere in the parking lot still i’m offered so much and am in love with most of it despite how it taunts hands to receive with gratitude that which people aren’t able to take from me