Tag Archives: Love

If Only

for Julie, on her birthday if only every evening settled into darkness with a slight breeze and a plate of cookies, a sleeping dog at my feet and wine in my hand, four or five of us on your back … Continue reading

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Misreading the Cards (Day 27, 2018)

NaPoWriMo asked us to write about Tarot cards today. Misreading the Cards We had been having sex every day for a few weeks which I knew to be a sin even though I tried to convince myself I loved her … Continue reading

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Random White Men (Day 24, 2018)

For a friend. Random White Men You’ve been married twice, her mother complained. You’d think at least one could have been Puerto Rican. The old woman grumbled curses in Spanish while the pale man sat smiling in ignorance on the … Continue reading

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Changes (Day 19, 2018)

National Poetry Writing Month moves forward! Changes when David Bowie died I stayed in bed all day flattened by the loss of an artist I rarely listened to (and then only the hits) I found myself filled with regrets as … Continue reading

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Kitty Kitty (Day 15, 2018)

Halfway done with NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt asked us to write about a villain who has some redeeming characteristics, while still remaining evil. Kitty Kitty the cat caresses his face with her paw, running the pads through his three-day stubble then … Continue reading

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My Daughter Writes Poems (Day 13, 2018)

It’s Friday the 13th and NaPoWriMo. My Daughter Writes Poems My daughter writes poems much better than mine. If she was mid-twenties, I’d shrug snd say, “Fine,” but, no, I’m unsettled– you see, she’s just nine. My daughter writes poems, … Continue reading

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Wouldn’t It Be Nice (Day 8, 2018)

Day 8 of National Poetry Writing Month. Wouldn’t It Be Nice Brian once said he’d give me one of his eyes if it would improve my sight and I’m almost glad the technology isn’t there yet because he’d text me … Continue reading

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