Tag Archives: Truth

Passive

Incidentally. She says it like this: “INCE-a-DENTal-lee” I took back your coal sweater. You’re welcome.” (Coal? What the fuck color is coal?) “You mean that black one? Cabled? Thanks love” (Incidentally, there is no love. She took that back also.) … Continue reading

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Stupid

He never said a word. The snow fell silently. Slowly we turned on our axis. I cried, repeatedly. Alone. Still he looked on with placid Respect. Damn admiration. Worship. And again I would fall, left there To cry tears of … Continue reading

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When it dies

I’m comparing our love to a tree With no apples. I mean, there were apples, There are apples. They lie Strewn, half hidden In black leaves, sweet Even in forgotten rotting. Flittering titmouse pecks Incessantly at the furled Flesh of … Continue reading

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