Author: Giuseppe Chiaramonte

The Infected Chronicles (11 Days of living with COVID)

I am one of the chosen or maybe, I am just simply part of the herd. Whatever perspective one chooses, I have contracted this microscopic unwanted guest. It is the first time in my life where there is something in my body that I am genuinely scared to face. In addition, four out of five …

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Slaying Giants

I’ve figured out why there has been a lapse in writing inspiration. The answer at times is simple yet elusive. There seems to be a figurative game of hop scotch being played between my past experiences, present responsibilities and external influences, and future unrealized goals, objectives, and plans. My shadow runs circles around me chasing …

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Where there’s smoke, there’s fire…

I have been struggling to sit down and write. The words gathering in my head seem to stick like honey-sweet, sticky, and sickening. Robert Frost and Rudyard Kipling speak from the grave reverberating truth from a bygone era. “Two divergent roads” screams Frost. “If you can keep your head” whispers Kipling. Will I look back …

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Contributive Mindset

With the pandemic carving a path through California coupled with local, national, and global news feeds simmering with ongoing violent and/or peaceful protests, political unrest, and indications that dramatic change is imminent or upon us; I have decided to look inward with intentionality. I started simple by looking at expanding my daily norms and examining …

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Localized School Petri Dish

Lately I have been daydreaming for long periods of time, lost in the doll drums of foggy memories: dining indoors enjoying lively music-drinking a beer from a frosty pint glass while hearing snippets of interesting conversations, enjoying the freedom of choosing a hobby to pursue (pool, a movie, bowling, and the list goes on), entering …

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Day 9

Day 9 of the local, national, and global protests over racial inequities have solidified the deep schisms running through our society. People are rightfully angry. Injustice is never an acceptable means to the end. We all want a utopia and yet, through the smoldering ruins of businesses, burnt husks of twisted metal, blood spattered streets, …

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Clipped Wings

The world literally and figuratively burns as I sit silently safely nestled at my desk in small town America. Each letter reflects the stark reality of black against white, black engaging with white forming a streaming fluidity and alternative consciousness. A president stokes the flames of insanity, pain, misery, and division not understanding others have …

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Remember-No Touching

The City of Fresno has extended the “shelter in place” order through the of May. It’s hard to believe we have to endure at minimum another six weeks of watching these events unfold from the confines of our homes. I’ve said before (probably multiple times) that each day there is a removal of our civil …

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Humanity Evolving

Alternating weather patterns slide across my backyard sky. Aggressive storms pass through unleashing torrents of rain that wash away the accumulated dirt and grime of our past, present and future life then as suddenly as they arrive, they are pushed along by the winds of change ushering in the brilliant warmth of renewed hope. In …

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