I CAME TO THE CITY, PART 6; EVERYTHING COMES AND GOES

  Part I… Everything comes and goes, you can’t court without a spark but nothing lasts as long as that first light, that first night, already fading before the morning finds us fumbling, trying to get through, to get on, to something shinier, to something more new. Something more new. Everything comes and goes like […]

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THE NEW LOOK

Day 29; National Poetry Writing Month 30 Days/30 Poems #NaPoWriMo I am that fine line that divides what is feminine from what is futuristic. That fine line that flushes the fabulous out of the fickle. The reflection of what once was incased in something else and might one day be called another new look. All […]

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Thierry’s Line

  One ordinary, Rather hot summer night- Nothing special, nothing different- In my mind’s eye I ran my finger down the line of hair That ran from your chest Before it disappeared beneath your shorts As the breeze blew open your shirt and I caught the smile in your eye As you read my thoughts. […]

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