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He slumped into the snow and died
Alone, but for the snarling winds
Veiling his final words of life: 160 more words
4 days, 9 hours ago
Write Now and Later
I have seen this moment before;
This is more than deja Vu.
Fate has her hand in my affairs.
The foggy sky hides the truth.
1 week, 2 days ago
Remember that night or was it early morn;
Remember how late it was, fourteen years ago?
The North Star hidden, it was too near dawn; 205 more words
2 weeks, 1 day ago
I was given this beautiful book as a friendship gift and want to attach the link in case you would like more information.
The book is set up for the month of April, Shakespeare’s birthday month (mine, too!). 153 more words
3 weeks ago
The Disappearing Islands
This was after we’ve both said bitter things
and the light’s begun to fade. We stopped
at a small fishing village outside Maine.
His stubbled face looked as composed as mine… 127 more words
4 weeks, 1 day ago
It was an ineffable moment
when she raised her eyes and met his gaze,
like a deer looking up from the plain
for an instant and finding berries.
1 month ago
Many years later, she saw him standing
in the cereal aisle of AJ’s Fine Foods.
He was reading the nutrition label
on a box of frosted flakes, still wearing… 86 more words