Tag: love
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Echoing Hark by Victoria Brennan Fowler
Leave the missing shingle.It witnessed bare feet climbingto smoke a bowl before bed–a secret no one ever knew.. Leave the pothole, because why fix what everyone avoids? Leave the dead cockroach in the basementbecause it remembers the day you were born. Leave the hole in the screenbecause the memories want to…
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Dirt by Krystyn Lee Kavanaugh
My love is not a neglected gardenSometimes I splash some cash on a couple of roses and hire a fancy crew But that’s not what it is.My love isn’t some overgrown patch of weedsI could water it less, let it dry out a bit, and let the hose rust in…
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Boxes in Burlington by Mike Dwyer
When Sheila Worth came to work that Monday morning wearing a corrugated cardboard box and little else, it brought barely a hint of the commotion to come. We were, after all, inside a Burlington, WI, Packaging Corporation of America plant, where hulking machines crank out thousands of boxes daily. We…
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A Slow and Sudden Catastrophe by Lillie Franks
In her first nightmare, he is a mouse, skittering between the towering trunks of chairs and tables, while his death is a famished cat watching him through cruel, green eyes. She is not there in the dream, or she is so far away that even his wide mouse-ears can’t hear…
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The Love I had by Plamen Vasilev
Forever etched in my heart,Is the memory of my first love,A love that was pure and true,Sent to me from up above. With eyes like sparkling stars,And a smile that lit up my world,She captured my heart completely,And her love, I gladly unfurled. But fate had other plans,And she was…
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Sonnet by Thomas Murphy
‘Love’s life is long, when even ardor’s spent,’Sayeth he, to the green-eyed lady; ‘lovesNot stiff enough to cling, nor linens rent,Urge passion rest its bonds like anger does.’Sayeth she, dear, dark lady, ‘in your eyes,Not mine;’ ‘time heals,’ sayeth he; ‘as its tears,’Sayeth she, ‘leaves in trail a scar then…
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TOO SOON by John DeAngelo
We always promisedwe ‘d say goodbyewhen the windwhich blew us togetherblew outand into each daywe tried to cram foreverever mindful that the eagletattooed as if in warningon your melon cheekwould fly you away too soon. Too few our daysand nights togetherwhen foreverwas what might have beenwhen yes was in everything…
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Measured in Hours by Philip Andrew Lisi
Measured in Hours My grandfather’s John Deere lawn tractorwas a 420 model with special modifications–a steel platform bolted onto the front end,big enough for three five-gallon buckets of mulch,and a suction hose that feeds into the companion grass catcher,secured by two blaze-orange bungee cords from Hostetter’s Hardware.It’s still there in…
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Worthy by Pizzerelle Marquis
Just as some people are addicted to the stars,I am fascinated by your beautyYour kindred soul and its unblemished puritySeeping through the cracks of your barbed wire wrapped in hasteScaring those without the patienceto stick through thick and thinor courage to be pricked by the thornsto see the rose within.…