[Five poems for a story I'm writing, but also because we've all been there. Antedated to Valentine's day.]
Your eyes stop my heart
Your eyes warm my soul
Your picture alone causes my stomach to knot
I want your attention
I want your affection
I want you to text me back
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It hurts me to think of you
fishhooks in my heart
I want to spend some time with you
I can't bear to be apart
I know you love another
fishhooks in my heart
but maybe you'll still talk to me?
I can't bear to be apart
Wednesday, February 14, 2018
Monday, February 12, 2018
Encounter on Bread Street
"Hey Cracker - you're in the wrong neighborhood!" ["yeah!"]
"Oh, shit - sorry! I don't want any trouble. I'm just trying to get to my friend's house."
"You don't have any friends here." ["yeah!"]
"I don't want any trouble - I--"
"Well, you found some!" ["yeah!"]
"Oh, jeez."
"Oh, shit - sorry! I don't want any trouble. I'm just trying to get to my friend's house."
"You don't have any friends here." ["yeah!"]
"I don't want any trouble - I--"
"Well, you found some!" ["yeah!"]
"Oh, jeez."
Sunday, February 11, 2018
Shrimp Story
"Happy Birthday, Master Greg," Thomas said, voice muffled by a gruff of tentacles. He increased his lurch a few degrees in an approximation of a bow before returning to his usual candy cane posture.
"Did you bring me a gift, Creature?" the boy asked, eyes locked on the box Thomas held in his hands.
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