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Dancing

We are only ever as happy as the last text message we received. The onomatopoeia of angst. Good dreams are on the top floor and we’re standing in the...
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Serotonin Rag

Serotonin Rag Here doctor, here we all are, the lonely hearts of Blighty. Hunched up in your waiting rooms. Confused, broken and flighty. I scream,...
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Strange Light

Strange light in the sky And in your eyes Listen…. Don’t stay too long In this strange place Where only shadows Show themselves To draw you in...
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"The Trouble with Magical Beings" Chapter 9 (A Fantasy)

“Grab them,” Granite ordered his robot army to capture the invaders and Daniel, Naia and Jenny had no time to run before they were firmly held in the...
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Hyperreality

My eyes are drawn to the weathered bricks
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My Cat Never Sang for My Father

Flushing, Queens, Fall 1966 I heard my father’s footsteps as he made his way up the stairs. “What are you doing to that cat?” he shouted. We didn’t...
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Sorority Drop Out

When I transferred from St. Teresa's all girls’ college to North Dakota State University, one most important ingredient in my life was lacking - a...
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Derrcott

They arrived at the village of Derrcott with the sun setting at their backs. “It’s as good as any place to sleep the night,” Kinsom said. Jadda...
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Miko

Woke early, rose Worked on a poem 2 cups of coffee On repeat St. Vincent Went to wake you A cup of hot, black coffee In hand, you pulled The covers...
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Not Not To Be

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The Beatles and Me

The Beatles landed at JFK international airport on February 7, 1964. It was a Friday. Had I been living under different circumstances — ten years...
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Gunter

Gunter By Richard Geneva I was thinking of Gunter Grass only today. I don't know what prompted me to think of him. I suppose it was just the fact...
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Friday afternoon

No one stops to look. It’s a Friday. Everybody’s busy, Thinking about the weekend. The wind’s blowing intermittent rain And it’s set to be like this...
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Street Kid 1964

I was in a choke-hold, getting my face pulverized, when I saw my dad turn the corner and look. I was secretly relieved. Dad to the rescue. He’d break...
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Story of the week

In/Voluntary

Two stories about loneliness.
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Poem of the week

This October Brings Endings

Never liked October. Now I know why. (Image from Wiki commons.)
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Nostalgia At The Fair

A poetic letter never sent. Dear Brian, do you remember back in 1967 at the annual summer fair that came to our village green? Because I do...
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River's up

Too much history
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