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It was nothing, really.
Some moments of playful affection.
A friendship understood, without words.
People looking, but we didn’t see.

You sat down table from me in the cafeteria.
I was talking to others,
but you flicked popcorn at me
every thirty seconds.
I played dumb, then pretended aggravation.
When the break buzzer rang,
I passed behind you,
grabbed your bowl,
and dumped it on your head.

You made me feel young again.
Desirable again.
In the thick of things.

Why did you do this,
and then walk away?
Walk away.

Hah….I must be your conquest of the day.
Yeah. That’s it.

I think you might just grow up to be
a crazy old cat lady,
because of the way you toy.

But, God, I miss it.
And I hope you stick around
so we can entertain each other.



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Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.

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