When I ask you for your number you joke and say it’s infinity. I ask how I’m supposed to dial that and you tell me that you can’t be reached. I laugh to check your legs out and read what everythin… more →
words with no nameshtwilson wrote 2 months ago: When I ask you for your number you joke and say it’s infinity. I ask how I’m supposed to dial that … more →
htwilson wrote 3 months ago: Talking about numbers and feelings as villains and the hatred that we have for the way our responsib … more →
htwilson wrote 4 months ago: In comes Alexander, 5, uninvited to my office where I write and where he’s supposed to knock … more →
donnycdavied wrote 6 months ago: A Relationship from Osmosis4wordpress … more →
htwilson wrote 9 months ago: for my cousin In between sips he envisions vague outlines of crescent moon … more →
htwilson wrote 11 months ago: “I get the wonder” I say aloud but it’s too far and I’m too small Still someth … more →
htwilson wrote 11 months ago: today the words are not cooperating it is like they are reverting to their feral state in my mind th … more →
htwilson wrote 11 months ago: I was seven or so when I awoke to the first time I thought I was hearing my f … more →
htwilson wrote 1 year ago: You looking at me like I don’t understand the pressures You looking at me like I’m just another … more →
Denise Gibel-Molini wrote 1 year ago: Run away from the pain and hurt that I cause The love I can give you is covered with flaws Build on … more →
stratavarious wrote 1 year ago: This page lists types of poetry … more →
© Don Iannone Photography wrote 1 year ago: You know me but you don’t At least not as I know myself I know you but I don’t At least … more →
© Don Iannone Photography wrote 2 years ago: Every time I see you Reminds me… I don’t wanna walk alone Reach out, take my hand Walk a … more →
© Don Iannone Photography wrote 2 years ago: old and new, tied together like the large ball of string grandma saved and added to for more than fi … more →
© Don Iannone Photography wrote 2 years ago: The house down the street is for sale– the house with the family we hardly know. We’ve never really … more →
© Don Iannone Photography wrote 2 years ago: A friend sought my counsel just today about what younger women think about older men. He was insiste … more →
© Don Iannone Photography wrote 2 years ago: Dad always loved words– long ones, short ones, tall ones, and fat ones. He especially adored u … more →