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Sad Sack

Rudy relentlessly pursues Trudy. The Snapchats and texts he’s sent to her are all for naught. Never opened, they’re not enough for his prior rebuff. Trudy once was true just for him, but he turned her away for seemingly better scenes. 23 more words

Slice Of Life

My crush is not my crush

I met a girl a few months ago. Hottie with the pink hair I called her. 12 years younger and the most fun thing I have ever shared a bed with. 381 more words


To Be Human

To be human
Is to love – and lose.
Then my response
I need to choose.

To be human
Is to hurt – and cry. 105 more words


#1: Perhaps her Canvas was never ready to be painted in my Colours…

Perhaps her Canvas was never ready to be painted in my Colours…

A young boy I was, back then, when she entered my life:
A girl as Sweet as can be, lovely no less than Love itself. 343 more words


Heading Into Fall Season

Here is a photo of our wonderful Edmonton award-winning downtown library where I love to go

Well, today was a pretty good one.  I had to go and give a presentation at a high school out of town for the Schizophrenia Society, which is my new job.  1,095 more words

Poetry Forum And Blog Page

The Tale Of Miss Spider (Rough Draft, but I dig it.)

“Sit at my side,” said Miss Spider to the fly.
“You may watch me weave this web of mine.”
He first hesitated, but then took a seat… 248 more words