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The Sunday Comics

Donuts dunked in milk long gone,

we’d lean across the kitchen table

to read the back of the Sunday comics

waiting for Dad in his starched white shirt, tie loosened, 63 more words

Poetry

Fog, lifting.

I can see the weather from here:

the fog lifting

before your eyes

your mouth paused in surprise

you thought me gone

you thought we… 36 more words

Poetry

In the beginning, dreaming of telepathy...

i imagine you knowing all there is to know about me
as difficult as it is to figure out where to start and even… 105 more words

Poetry

heart.

time is supposed to heal

but instead there is a tightening

my throat my head

the sound of my heart

breaking

maybe I imagine it or maybe it is… 30 more words

Poetry

Gardening in the Rain

I like to garden in the rain,
just me with the weather,
fine mist first then
I pull the hood of my jacket over my head… 257 more words

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pioneering

The window is open, cool rain air blowing in. I don’t mind it

cooling my skin.

The colorless sky, the whole street view dimmed… 100 more words

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Fencing.

We are fencing, you know.

You with your cheery countenance

acting

like a friend but keeping me –

my whole being –

at épée’s end. 24 more words

Poetry