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StoryYou Were Good bosch011 years 11 months ago
StoryPolitic bosch411 years 11 months ago
StoryD-Somewhere in Tennessee bosch013 years 3 days ago
StoryC-A Ceiling Bas-relief bosch013 years 3 days ago
StoryButter bosch613 years 3 days ago
StoryB-Your Green Eyes bosch013 years 3 days ago
StoryB-Gulf bosch013 years 3 days ago
StoryAutumnal bosch013 years 3 days ago
Story9 Months Divorced bosch013 years 4 days ago
CollectionA BOY'S FACE WITH SWAN WINGS bosch013 years 4 days ago
CollectionYES, YOU bosch013 years 4 days ago
CollectionSELF-PORTRAIT bosch013 years 4 days ago
StoryZ-Endings bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryWe are Here at the Pleasure of Society bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryPersonal Ad bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryRefinements bosch013 years 1 month ago
StorySelf Portrait bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryR-Doe bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryQ-Passage bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryM-Married bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryU-Tomatoes bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryR-Bait bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryS-For Swep, A Hug bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryPawpaw: July 1935 bosch013 years 1 month ago
StoryOwl bosch013 years 1 month ago

My stories

Cherry

A Message In A Bottle

A wicker rocker, on my screen porch. Black coffee, until it is light enough to see A crossword puzzle. Blue jays, As many as five raucous in a big...

Why I Live Alone

I live alone in a big house With Erin's cat, Mr. P. When she died, two years ago, He was an ornery fourteen. I drive out to the cemetery A few times...
Cherry

For S., 8 Poems (8 After)

Red bison, black stags, frozen In fire light on a cave wall. And, beneath the gallery, there, Not together, a blonde woman, A dark-eyed man. This...
Cherry

For S., 8 Poems (7/8)

7 WHEN WE'RE GONE I wish you hadn't deleted The 600+ messages we shared, Cavafy, koans, fiesty sex. I smiled, laughed out loud At your puns, double...
Cherry

For S., 8 Poems (5-6)

5 UNDERSTANDING New Year's Eve, Taos You slipped into the study, I followed, locking the door. Your sarong shucked up, Hazel eyes, serene, oval face...

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