Still, even after all that has happened, after all the hurt and confusion, I miss you. Or rather, I miss what could have been. I wish I were able to sit down with you, maybe over a cup of coffee, and have a real conversation with you. I don’t even know if you drink coffee… … Continue reading Missing what you’ve never had
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Blues Brothers
Bathed in the glow of a blue moon, they gather. Speaking in hushed tones, talk turns to serious matters, words too harsh for the bright light of day. Blue language peppers their discussions, being men of a certain age common civilities are irrelevant. Bitter debate dissolves into ribald tales of blue virgins, willingly turned to … Continue reading Blues Brothers
As charms on a bracelet
Wandering among granite and wrought iron walls Tracing epitaphs etched, dates neglected Wrapped in lingering sorrow like prayer shawls As charms on a bracelets, souls Death collected Trinkets meant to amuse and entertain No more precious than bits of bone dissected Yet each cherished in a heart, love doth sustain Relics kept secret even from … Continue reading As charms on a bracelet
Thin spiral notebook 