Dating + Relationships

“Hi, My Name is Tom”

Hi, my name is Tom, (or Dick, or Harry). I just turned seventy and I’m alone in life. I’m in great shape, except that my fears of...

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When I Was Twenty-One

Our eyes met across the smoke filled bar The Boss playing on repeat on an 80’s jukebox I was a big girl doing shots Laughing, dancing and...

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For Better of Worse

It was a Sunday when the new recliner flew off the Ford, Daddy having failed to latch the tailgate before he roared onto the southbound,...

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Day 218: Cumulonimbus

My daughter’s eyes are swollen and puffy-popped pink with 85% pollen and 15% heartbreak. The boy who has been calling her his for the...

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Blow (A Love Story)

Your eyes, dark chocolate melted and mixed with sin. Impetuous daring, I slipped into the bucket seat. You said, Fasten your seatbelt, this...

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Love Psychopath

I’m a love psychopath, addicted to that feeling. swaying hips blood red lipstick trails of roses leading me down this dark dark road....

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Floating the Day Away

Tell me something good You look so pretty with your long, blond mane tied back in a ponytail So stop racing around the track Tell me...

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I WANT

I want to be the one you chase in your dreams I want to fill your head with nothing but thoughts of me I want you to write my name over and...

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Our Forever Flowers

fearsome orgasmic blooms in a jealous world deceptive fragility of steely petals and stems roots entwined with the hopes of childhood...

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A Letter To My Recently Separated Friend

We spoke this morning. You wept tears of confusion, hurt, and fear. I want you to know: I AM HERE. I may not have the answers, but I will...

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HELL-O

Drawn to the scorching And then your Spring showers From choppy singed waters To smooth sailing From Summer tornadoes To dry Autumn winds...

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Under These Stars

under these stars life is hard pervasive illusions defeated demon delusions reappear and sear inferiority complex as I flex I resist and...

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The Widow

Every early morning she leashes her old dog, walks down to and through the forest to the lake. She looks younger than her fifty-six years,...

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Our Family

It’s not the vacations or the gifts. It’s not the public eye or the carefully planned outings. It’s not the fancy dinners or the...

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To the Man in the White Honda

I can’t comb the phone book or look online for your info, our brush so brief and fraught with drama there was no time for niceties like...

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Unravel

What do you say when the love of your life walks away Especially after you showed them the way, told them not to stay, To be on their way,...

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In Words

What I want to say, lingers in a dark tunnel, echoing off velvet black, syllables fading. What I want to say is stuck on the tip of my...

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Fruitful

Patricia coasts through her suburban streets. She waves to pigtailed neighbor children who stand in front of daffodils and golden...

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Echoes of Your Screams

tears flow from my eyes and leave their wet trails behind like footsteps in snow… they get erased but their essence lingers, which bites...

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The Tunnel Of Infidelity

We always assume it can never happen to us. Not to you, not to your great marriage, which is the envy of all your friends, or so it seems...

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Wild Side

Two nocturnal rebels in the ephemeral 2 AM stillness drinking the moment against the backdrop of evaporation street lights trickling...

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8 Reasons to Love, or Not Love, Valentine’s Day

“Why is it no one sent me yet one perfect limousine, do you suppose? Ah no, it’s always just my luck to get one perfect rose.”...

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French Faux-pas: Valentine’s Day, Crockery, Louboutin, and a Priceless Smile

I once made the faux-pas to surprise my lovely wife with a state-of-the-art crockpot for Valentine’s Day. (That was last week.) I...

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Daddy Issues

I’ve heard the term many times in my life. I’ve even used it a couple of hundred times or so. I have understood this stereotype to...

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White Petals Trodden Underfoot

I hid in the Acacia tree when you ran but I stole the memory of your lips, chapped by too much kissing. Of your back with it’s open...

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Fibro Fog

I am so tired I’m more tired than any of the victim’s lives you claimed You’ve won this round And I’m done with you...

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