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In the dark…

    The vibration of the cellphone in her purse had gotten her attention as she was walking down the subway station stairs. Where are you? She simply turned it off. There was the temptation to write back something snippy like that saying she had seen online… “Don’t push me away and then wonder where…… Continue reading In the dark…

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You told me…

  You told me that, I’d never You told me that, I’d never be missing you, like you have missed me,   You told me that I’d forget you, the moment you left my life, leaving me nothing but a memory and a bad one at that,   You told me that I would forget…… Continue reading You told me…

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Haute écriture…

  Your words, they fit me like a glove Intricate fabric of emotions, of chills of butterflies, inked on my skin One by one stitched to my stomach.   You cut your stories, High fashion tails tailored to be wrapped around my hips…   You write black classy lace, and You can dress me up…… Continue reading Haute écriture…

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Just listening…

Listening for the sound of a feather, falling The instance of a passing flock of winter geese, too far away to see, but felt all the same, Wondering why you take the time to think about me, silently, although I know that you do? I am just listening, for a sound in myself, telling me…… Continue reading Just listening…

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In your last letter to me…

  Blank. Drawing a blank. She would have laughed aloud, if that expression didn’t irritate her more, than not being able to write one solitary word, before tossing the paper in the air, or on the floor, or just crumpling it up in anger. “There! That’s it for me. I can’t take anymore!” Writer’s  block.…… Continue reading In your last letter to me…

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To say…

  Two words on my lips, in my mind when I awoke just now, That is to say, that someone, walking along a shore, seen bending down looking into the water, and smiling   The surface, a smooth glistening layer of glass, where beneath lies love’s turmoil, boiling The desire of wanting to run my…… Continue reading To say…

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Thoughts…

  What did you just say? I thought I heard, you utter a word or two, but then I fell asleep, not having the option of remaining in your presence, before I succumbed to the need for rest of mind, that troubled me so, the thoughts of late, of why and when, and how much…… Continue reading Thoughts…