Daily Archives: November 8, 2017

The Poem’s the Thing

Posted on November 8, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. And this one sings and screams and sways. She’s got legs for days but she’s still tripping over her own un -ambic feet. She takes her scotch neat, and her sea with an extra shake of salt. She’s got … Continue reading →

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The Pieces She Left Behind

Posted on November 8, 2017 by whimsygizmo

You try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself to make yourself forget… to make yourself forget. – Counting Crows, Anna Begins .. Tell me about the ticket stub, that last nub of pencil when you wrote … Continue reading →

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