Monthly Archives: February 2016

He

Decades of Content isolation In his own skin Sometimes He forgets what His eyes look like In the reflection Of champagne flute bottoms He discovers himself Forgetting the only Soft soul Who ever wandered Into his life And wandered out … Continue reading

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Love Letters to a Man Named Breakfast

  I found you Scrawled on last page of a dictionary Bleeding inky blots, a Nick Carraway. You were not dark, dark chocolate Or bloody-red Cabernet. You were more sophisticated but Much less stylish. I told you impolitely That I … Continue reading

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