Writings

In through my feet and
Out through my fingers;
Energy flows

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she was standing
on the sidelines
of life and time
waiting for the right moment,
a raison d’être, a sign

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Stanley couldn’t stomach another social interaction with the First Congregation of Christ tour group. First it was the Indian museum, then a drive with the whole lot out to some gorge, and now he was just plain sick of people. Feigning tummy trouble, he left them for the peace and quiet of […]

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The crooked holding back of her smile,
A simultaneous desire for glory and
Annihilation.

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Each spring I tuck inch-high plants
into trenches fragrant with manure.

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The open glass bottle, of a cerulean tint,
tempts me with its fragrance.

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I sent the recipe to the historical society
in response to their call for a cookbook,
figured twenty years of marriage
gave it history enough.

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You never know, the day may come,
when you are in some need
someone may add some ginger,
spice you up with a good deed.

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The satin petals dance in a vibrant harmonization

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She looked into those bright young eyes and somehow she knew that he wasn’t to be feared.

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In the evening tide
Hearts beat fast
As planets collide

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Those testy scales are laden
with feet hidden by the flab.

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Stolen kisses behind the school,
and a slurp of gin in the juice

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I came across something that cast a cloud on my otherwise sunny lunch hour disposition.

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All was quiet at the Delta Gamma house on the University of Michigan campus. It was 9:30 on Saturday night. Most of the girls were twisting and bopping at sock hops, necking and gum cracking at drive-in movies, or slurping and munching at burger joints.

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