Ponderable polemics, poetic

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old loves

  • Pictures

    We were a long time ago years? decades? lifetimes? carbon dating? time is filled in a long forgotten coloring book half the pictures never finished bold, black-line outlines dated, quaint stumbled across by accident you flip through remembering all the scenes beach, park, ball, puppy love ? first few pages carefully colored giving way to Read more

  • Snapshot

    The picture was taken from too far away the two of us sit on the apartment steps the manicured shrubs on either side dominate we are framed, she and I, by wrought-iron railings Still, it is the only picture of us that I have she wears sunglasses and her acorn-hued hair cascades over her right Read more

  • Semantics

    I said goodbye to my share of women. Some I loved some of whom loved me. once in a while it was mutual. some of them I left with regrets, sometimes I took them with me because they seemed portable . I have left things unsaid desires unmet plans incomplete; left with my head held Read more

  • Pocket change

    Old loves are a dime- a-dozen; here’s a quarter you can keep the change Read more