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Love is fried chicken you’re never certain – follow the rules of etiquette… …or just dive in, use your fingers savory satisfying finger-lickin’ chew-on-bone yummy, messy heart-healthy artery clogging oh-so-tasty Love is fried chicken but when all is said and done just what do you do with the gnawed on bones? – Mark Lucker Read more
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Wither thou goest oh, hibernating rodent? Preach thine prediction! Read more
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egoless rodent? in the spotlight, checks only where his shadow is Read more
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formally dressed man, bench pressed prognosticator. extol the photo-op Read more
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Regret and I have a tenuous relationship flirtations ebb, wane pop up again precariously at odd moments, clumsily the standoffish one in this tepid relationship is me running hot-and-cold I can be a frustrating companion lackluster lover there is no love lost between me and regret never love at first sight never a commitment convenient… Read more
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Whatever it was I used to be running from sentenced to and for what… I forgot what I am now running to – at a slower, more mindful pace I may get to ‘to’ or I may not I don’t know youth was escaping on the run from, to…sprinting middle age finds me looking over… Read more
