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we sat there. it was our first date. i always took girls to coffee for the first date. i don’t drink coffee. i’ve never had a cup in my life, but it’s a good place to talk, the cafe. a good place to talk and plan and wonder and hope.
» Posted By dear poetry On 04.23.2013 @ 6:19 am
he was a teddy bear, with a heart of gold. he protected me from creatures, mostly witches, who lived under my bed. it was a waterbed, there wasn’t much space beneath it, but i felt safer having him around. he had a red cape. over the years i’ve had to replace that cape. only the teddy bear has survived.
» Posted By dear poetry On 04.18.2013 @ 6:58 am
you could do that. but it would be a dick move. i’d suggest kindness as the surest path to victory, although many people have failed believing such things.
» Posted By dear poetry On 04.16.2013 @ 5:58 am
your shape compliments mine like triangles and hexagons. we fit. or used to. now time has passed and our lives have separated. i’m left alone. at work. passing time until i find someone else who fits my geometry.
» Posted By dear poetry On 04.15.2013 @ 8:42 am
welfare well he said. i waved goodbye, my ship was leaving. i never saw him again. this is a story about my grandpa and the last time i saw him. he didn’t know who i was. dementia had taken him. he saw balloons in corners where there were no balloons and other things as well. i hope i see him again some day.
» Posted By dear poetry On 04.11.2013 @ 8:47 am
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i already wrote about dashboard. i thought i would get another word. i hoped i would. i didn’t. now i can’t wait for tomorrow. i hope tomorrow’s word is icecream or maybe nebraska. or snow. i hope it snows tomorrow. i will call in sick to work.
» Posted By dear poetry On 04.09.2013 @ 9:48 pm