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Sonnet 29 - Sometimes I Think of You
Sometimes I think of you and see my face. Sometimes I want your hand and take my own. Sometimes we occupy a single space. Sometimes I think it’s all I’ve ever known. Sometimes, when I get up to sleep … more →
Black and White Blues
Just Saying
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lady maggie wrote 2 months ago: I don't know what to do. I've got no plan so if this works out, it'll be dumb luck and I'll step bac … more →
Sonnet 29 - Sometimes I Think of You
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: Sometimes I think of you and see my face. Sometimes I want your hand and take my own. Sometimes we o … more →
Sonnet 27 - Done With Love
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: This love is quizzical. This love’s bizarre. And I have had enough. I’m through with you! I’ll have … more →
Sonnet 26 - Chasing Love
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fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: It seems that love’s a nasty, tricky thing. The more you chase, the more it runs away. And when you … more →
Sonnet 25 - Perfect Date
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fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: With prepaid card (a graduation gift) in hand, I catch the swinging door for you. We sit together at … more →
Sonnet 24 - Summer
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fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: The sun has brought us summer as a gift. The heavens change alignments by degrees, and thus they len … more →
Sonnet 23 - Slave to a Kiss
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: How mystical your kiss, and how divine! Your lips are mages, blessed with angel flair to do their sw … more →
Sonnet 22
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: Today is set aside for our good-byes— to friends, to teachers, even to this place (no one returns)—a … more →
Sonnet 21
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: I’m sitting here—and have been for some time, just staring at my monitor in doubt— upon this chair, … more →
Sonnet 19
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: The devil wants me dead; I half agree. My childhood fades with every rising sun, and I am told my li … more →
Sonnet 18
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: It will be nice to leave this lonely place. By name alone are we a family. There’s always anger broo … more →
Sonnet 17
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: Oh, let your fingers intertwine with mine, and I shall be enthralled! Love, let your hands, your sle … more →
Sonnet 16
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: Love, let this moment live in memory. Though in the darkest trenches of despair, a pit deeper than d … more →
Sonnet 15
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fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: I wake from fevered drifting in the night, my brain a torpid, aching clump of dust. My eyes are heav … more →
Sonnet 14
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: A fire needs three elements to start: a heated place, a thing to burn, and air. If this is so, the h … more →
Sonnet 13
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: Your fingers deftly dance across the keys like raindrops. I sit, listening, feeling shunned; your fa … more →
Sonnet 12
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: Bloody torrents grind between my ears, screeching, throbbing. Fingers itch to break and writhe in fr … more →
Sonnet 11
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: A seed is laid in desolate heart-soil and rained upon with gentle, perfumed drops, caressed with bre … more →
Sonnet 10
fridgecrisis wrote 1 year ago: Confusion makes me stop and hold my head. Destructions self-aimed flood my sullied mind. I’m moments … more →
