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Lucas J. Draeger

Banish me to a dark corner, chain me to a keyboard, and I will gladly be a word slave. I'd sit there all day, with only an occasional demand for a coffee break.
I'm a would-be (wanna be) author, middle aged, fairly repressed, but extremely BLESSED with an amazing wife and two brilliant boys.
For several years, I've been haunted by images of the starving, drug addicted, victimized teens of the streets. I write about them a lot.

Here’s To Goodbye

The learning took days that turned to weeks, then months and years, but finally – today, when our world entire imploded and consumed itself in hot flame, this whole inexplicable scenario, of you and me and the unstoppable freight train we both awoke upon, riding to someplace we […]

Love’s Unwavering Flood

Spiraling cross heavenly realms, a droplet called hope dances along songs of winged ones, gliding o’er oceanic wonder and chaos – rife with creatures of shine, of strange, of in unison, they catch onto hope’s fine, unyielding vibration, penetrating air, sea, and depths upon depths of what would […]

Air In Pueblo – Part 1

Rest Stop, 2 miles the sign read. It leaned at a near forty-five degree angle on the shoulder of I-25, southbound to Pueblo. Rachel sighed, then squirmed in the driver’s seat of her forest green Subaru, attempting to awaken the sleeping nerves in her backside and simultaneously assuage […]

Dickens Legacy

Last night, I had an encounter more glorious than I’ve had in months. My wife and I resurrected a bit of our past, beckoned the part of our lives when time and energy were not in so meager supply, and attended a spectacular dramatic rendition of Charles Dickens’ […]

Now All Was Ceased

Make the whole world stop for awhile. It was all he’d wanted to do. But the world is stubbornly motivated to remain in motion – this portion of it frantically so; to halt this clamorous juggernaut required an act that was shocking in conception and much more in […]