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Unfortunately, I'm not routinely blogging. I've stopped writing poetry and short stories regularly as well, but there are about two years' worth of content here if you're new to my work!
Hope for a Zealot
You say you’re dry but I think you’re hiding afraid to try to expose what you’re fighting. You’re drenched dripping ready to stop...
Tim Huber
Mar 17, 20222 min read
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Empty Veins
Cut off you took your scissors and shut off the red rushing rivers of my blood. Flowing somewhere without me. There’s nothing here I’m...
Tim Huber
Mar 10, 20222 min read
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A Painted Man
Paint me a picture to describe how I’m feeling when words cannot capture the voices I’m hearing. With dark gloomy blues paint my heart...
Tim Huber
Mar 3, 20222 min read
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Mental Messiah
My mind: a prison and a temple. Inside: hidden unsheltered. I worship in chains with my feet in a grave nailed to the altar with nothing...
Tim Huber
Feb 24, 20222 min read
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Just Over The River
I reached the river about a week too late. If I had to guess, I’d say it turned unstable about four days ago, but it would’ve been just...
Tim Huber
Feb 22, 202227 min read
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Child of Mine
Shaun flicked his eyes up at the rearview mirror. James was seated, buckled, and looking out the window. So far, it had been a quiet...
Tim Huber
Jan 31, 202230 min read
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Children of Hope
My dreams are fading I’m pulled—awakened The Rest is shaken something is waking. It’s small and pale but so large in my mind a ghastly...
Tim Huber
Jan 27, 20221 min read
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Another Drop in the Bucket
There’s a drop in the bucket a drop of muddy water dripping from a spigot weathered, rusted over. The bucket cannot fill there’s a crack...
Tim Huber
Jan 19, 20222 min read
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2021 Collection
I am so excited to finally announce that this year’s collection of short stories and poetry is finished! It is available for purchase in...
Tim Huber
Dec 3, 20212 min read
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I Think I Feel Good
Not a shadow in sight nor a tear in the night. Stop me from feeling so pensively light. Pensive. Should lightness be pensive? The morning...
Tim Huber
Nov 11, 20212 min read
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I See You Now
The face I feel becomes more real with every wound and scar that heals. Poisoned thoughts tortured mind lies I’ve bought and left behind....
Tim Huber
Nov 4, 20212 min read
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Neon World
The world has turned neon no corner of it is dark every shoulder I lean on has something to impart. “Follow me my light is bright you...
Tim Huber
Oct 28, 20213 min read
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Basketweaver
380 BC—China His left hand moved, a brush held awkwardly between his fingers. It paused a moment, hovering over the black ink jar beside...
Tim Huber
Oct 26, 202132 min read
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