Patterns.

Patterns created in life are sometimes good, sometimes not.
Cherry

No One Can Ever Love You Like I Do (I.P.)

I’m bleeding...but only a little, and after all, they do say love’s supposed to hurt

The Time I Followed Her

I've been trying to write something for weeks and I couldn't put down a single word, but suddenly this young woman almost made me grab a pen from the museum clerk and start writing poetry in my arm.

Prince

I bought a dog last September and I've loved him ever since. He is a Great Dane and his name is Prince. When I bought him, he was only six weeks old. He's a sweet dog who is also sassy and bold.

A Few Haikus

1 Words life narration Seep through the gaps of cultures Causing confusion 2 An ant focusing On the toil of the day on Impassive mountains 3 Walking in the park

Fresh Air

i Quiet in my barroom corner the occasion got to me and words exited their cave desperate for a deep well; the situation was severe but they lacked severity and

Untitled Part 6

“September 13th.” Evidently anticipating drama, the sergeant enunciates every syllable for effect. “What happened on September the thirteenth, Nathan? What happened then?”

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“You… loved her. Hmm.” He doesn’t even attempt to hide his scepticism. “I don’t know how it is in your country, Mr.

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Lehmann rubs a greasy finger against his nose, making no attempt to hide his irritation.

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