Frye Boots Calling, Part 2: Bye-Bye, Small Frye’s

I rescued them from a terrible fate. Who else was going to do it? The quarter was in my pocket anyway; what good is a quarter? I knew someone had loved them, once. Maybe someone would love them again. God knows, I already did, but we just weren’t a fit. For a quarter, I was [...]

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Jess

Jess?   I found some pictures. Pictures of you. Not the you I once knew. Gone now, the mass of black curls. Gone, the sharp cheekbones women whispered about, the slanted green eyes that pierced so much they frightened people. Gone now the tiny frame of muscle that had lifted me high and twirled with [...]

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Lies

Do not consider it proof just because it is written in books, for a liar who will deceive with his tongue will not hesitate to do the same with his pen. Maimonides

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Not Your Baby

I’m okay I’ve never been helpless I’m not the baby Anymore   Don’t worry I don’t need saved I’ve made it this far On my own   I’m all right I never asked for Not your baby All alone   Don’t worry I’m okay I was your baby Not anymore

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What About Us

What about me Was I what you thought at all Did I live up to your fantasy Did I step up to the call   What about you Are you done with me at last Have I used up your imagining Your dream of what is past   What about us Have you really seen [...]

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Creative Blogger Award 2009

Hey y’all. I want to start with saying this will be my very first time writing an entry here that is addressed directly to whoever my readers happen to be [I know I know a few, but hey, I can’t see everything]. It will also be the very first time I will write in real-time [...]

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Mess of Dreams

I stumbled onto you A picture, no less In fact there were three   Grinning in one Head thrown back Softness apparent New to me   Black shades the next Guitar aimed Like an arrow At her heart   But the last The soul heavy tired eyes I remember these Even now   So old [...]

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My Bat

I must confess You give a chill To flutter by my head Your inky form Causes a thrill Of shudders in my bed   I will admit You have a way Of mesmerizing me With jerky flight I’m hypnotized By something I can’t see   I can’t deny I long to know What calls you [...]

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Red Barn

The rafters have never been dusted. If you look up too much, imagining great strings of ancient cobweb-matter landing on your face starts to feel less imaginary and more inevitable. The PA system causes migraines. The seating is grab-yer-own cushion and plop down on risers. Someone always sits next to me eating a smelly hamburger that [...]

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Realizations and Reminders #3

Two things I learned today: #1 If at any time in the course of your blogs’ life, you include a post with the words “boots” and “fetish” in the same piece, you will be haunted by weird and painful to ponder search terms for the duration of your blogs’  life, daily, with or without said words [...]

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