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Orgasm of One

I was cleaning out my fiction and poetry files this weekend in preparation of renewing my efforts and found this weird little poem I wrote on Oct. 16, 1995. In fact, I don’t remember writing it. It’s in my handwriting and I do remember the line about the streamers, but everything else was like reading […]

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I Stand Alone

This was written May 18, 1984. I stand alone, as I always will. Friends come and go, but all the while I stand alone. Just a molecule of air, am I, tossed about by the wind. I see, and know,           and love                others but they go and I see, know and love                more. Always there […]

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The House

The imagery of a lonely old house always grabs me. I take pictures of them when I see them. And they often put in an appearance in my writing. Here’s a case in point. Towering, it stands. Long driveway spirals down the hill. Forbidding, it sits on Grecian poles. Dark and lonely are its windows. […]

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The Dark Citadel

Written Feb. 7, 1983. I stay inside the dark      and weary castle keep. It is lonely. I know loneliness. She is my friend. Outside is cold. There are many vicious things out there. The many pronged whip that beats on you until you’re a bloody pulp. The razor that slices souls. The knife that creeps […]

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The Boy

Written in 1983 .. inspired by the cover of my copy of Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury. He stands alone in a field of grass and flowers. Pants, too big, hang from brown suspenders. Solemn, in his face. Is the boy sad? Is the boy lonely? Alone, he stands in a field of bombs and […]

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Solitaire

Written July 25, 1987. She sits there eating stick pretzels as if they were cigarettes. She holds them between her pointing and middle finger. She brings them up to her mouth and takes a bite. She rolls the bite teasingly with her tongue as she stares at her imaginary opponent. In her mind she plays […]

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