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At least it’s not Paris…

Sitting here, looking across the Danube and my stomach is not the only thing that’s empty. My heart feels light, but not in a good way, I have this beautiful view, so romantic and all I can think is that … Continue reading

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One door closes…

Today I transitioned from lovers to friends. That’s a nice way of saying we moved on or broke up. There was a reason, a good one, but that doesn’t remove the pain from my heart.  As an attempt at solace, … Continue reading

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Amoeba sex

Reading an article from Brain Pickings, on Ursula K. Le Guin and “Telling Is Listening” found in The Wave in the Mind: Talks and Essays on the Writer, the Reader, and the Imagination,  I was struck by the concept put … Continue reading

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Summer’s End

   All things come to an end.  My friend called from the ICU, her mother was dying. Cancer, she’s 74. A good long life I remind her, the circle and all that.  As I hang up the phone promising to … Continue reading

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Thoughts of you

   I drank your half-finished bottle of water; hoping to taste you on the plastic. It was not enough to satisfy my thirst. I put the bottle in recycle.  I saw your cup on the counter, a smear of lipstick … Continue reading

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Be Prepared

“How have you been?” “Sad, my youngest graduated last spring. That means the end is near. When he leaves for college, she will too.” That’s how the conversation started, I was talking to my friend on the phone. My friend … Continue reading

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Bitter Sweet

I love a girl walking in a bikini, that little tiny span of material that bunches up ever so sensually. I love the line that panties make on a firm bottom, like I were wearing comic book x-ray glasses. I … Continue reading

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