Stories, poetry, narratives of true experience, and guests who have moved me.
poetry
Dismissible
The ones that speak softly, blushing their diffidence without fakery. Waiting out the loudness. First, sometimes last, to leave. Speak when spoken to, unless principles, passions arise. Uninteresting, dismissible, no fun. We won’t remember you, and may not invite you back.
MoreCaution to the winds
You spoke softly, your sentiments not seeking sympathy. I led you away from the table dancers, the wearers of lampshades. I could talk into the night. I think you are dangerous, and your body wants to dance. I wait for your whisper, and, given half a chance..
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Carpe Diem
So. Not for a while now have I felt that I could point the way, suggest, show interest. So, let’s seize this day that’s given. Let’s walk by the water. A movie and popcorn. The second hand store. Please, take my hand. Are you still mine? Come with me. I promise.
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