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Are you coming?



Legs crossed

Head cocked

Shirt cropped

Panties…

Tossed

Are you coming to play?

Poetry

There is a beast of misanthropic beliefs
Collecting creatures with violet shades
Whose troubadour ways
Give way to clenched pain
Breaking porcelain scenes
Fly while you can… 22 more words

Poem

I Wish Going Home Was Easy

“I Wish Going Home Was Easy”

I wish the church that raised me
Didn’t try to burn me at the stake
I wish the man who was my mentor… 171 more words

LGBTQIA

"Tony"

* This poem was created by my mother, L. Elisabeth Scanzillo, for a Valentine’s Day party.  It is the chronicle of her love story.  Thank you —  RAS… 429 more words

Original Poetry

Wilted 



I smell the rose

Soft red velvet

Remembering…

When you came from behind

And slid it across my shoulderline

Its comforting scent

Smoldering me with love evidence… 66 more words

Poetry

Original Poetry: Calling the Boys Home (Part 8)

“Calling the Boys Home”

viii.
Grand Kate stepped into the back garden
to hang towels in what she hoped
was a dry couple of hours. She glanced… 367 more words

Poetry

Eight Twenty Three AM.

This morning I put on my brocade skirt, the one I save for special occasions

And I ate cherry jam on toast, instead of skipping breakfast and regretting it when my insides grumble as soon as I shut the front door… 104 more words