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Monthly Archives: May 2016
Made a mistake. Kissed a snake. ……………………………………………-‘Cinderella’ jump rope rhyme Married him, too. Said I do. And did. (He didn’t.) Goodbye. Good riddance. Sometimes knowing what’s best is helped along by living the worst. Be -hold: my broken. Unfold: His … Continue reading
Another offering for the Quadrille over at dVerse. Play magnetic poetry here.
.. I bought two brie-ses and a havarti ready to party. You brought some cheddar (not just gouda, better). We (stopped the world and) melted them together and I gotta say I am fondue you. But the odiferous aftermath breeze? … Continue reading
… Did we dance? I only remember the lull of that bone bubble moon, the grin-glimmer of her melting into shimmer sea. Did we twist the truth? There’s no proof to the contrary on God’s green earth, just the … Continue reading
… Blame it on the breeze. The way the trees whispered us a sorrowsong. The way the sky cracked open as if we’d both gone mad. The moment when I sneezed and you breathed God bless you and for once … Continue reading
.. Poverty turned pink in the beds of strangers, arranged to meet several someones for drinks, with earnest. Oh! what a nice long (slightly soft) chat, that afternoon pass -port into the surf. Foreign service notwithstanding, she’s left in a … Continue reading
… , were it not for a message from a distant friend: Hey! Thought of you! Check it out! (insert link to poetry challenge here.) Sure, she’d dabbled. Had inky fingers all her life. Seasons of indigo flow. Teenaged angst, … Continue reading
.. pull them closed. how else do you suppose we’ll hide these faded grays, the ways the days fray around the edges when no one’s looking? .. Prompted by Toads.
… It’s all in the way her eyelashes fall over emerald green, the slant of her smile. He knows. She winks, thinks nothing of scar -let swirled halls, white sheets; dreams of peacock feathers, plums, and candlesticks lit just right … Continue reading