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Peter (my bf) flew away early this morning, like Shakespear’s eagle, “leaving no tracks.” Now I lay here, as a leftover or Millais’ drowned ‘Ophelia.’ That’s an image ripped from adolescent, female visual culture. Time‘s adversarial magic drags us ever future-wise, eroding sweet moments we would cling to. Shall we poetize? I want a quiet afternoon, on the bright side of the moon. It’s an actual-factual place, convenient, in close outer space, like mythical Elysium, Shangri-La or Valhalla where I’d still be intertwined with my fella, like characters from literature or legend. A place where “I’ll get to it tomorrow,” is, alas, an everlasting pass, because on the dusty, unreeling moon, tomorrow never arrives, our lovers never have to go, and we can relax, scantily clothed, simply enjoying the everlasting earthrise. . . Songs for this: To The Moon by Meghan Trainor Moon River by Frank Ocean

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Date: 10/8/2024 2:48:00 PM
Frosted flakes (crunchy for morning munchies) I best stick to my day job, hey any of those cool white coats (leftover) around the labs, I’m an XL, have a few erm weather experiments to conduct =]
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Date: 10/7/2024 1:00:00 PM
You actually give the moon a much needed atmosphere in this beautifully penned piece Anais, (Time‘s adversarial magic drags us ever future-wise) sounds much more palatable than plain old entropy destroying the universe, brilliant cheers David
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Anais Vionet
Date: 10/7/2024 7:06:00 PM
You write to a lot of contest prompts. That seems like writing to spec - maybe you should be in advertising? The ask was “Write a 4 word poem about Frosted Flakes,” so David took out his lucky pen. =]
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Anais Vionet
Date: 10/7/2024 6:34:00 PM
Oh, in my fantasy, there’s a Mandarin Oriental Lunar habitation (hotel) and Avenue Montaigne (mall). =]
Date: 10/6/2024 8:53:00 PM
Poetize indeed, AV. Moondust for covers, BF as lover, so much to discover. Lovely. :o))
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Anais Vionet
Date: 10/7/2024 5:24:00 AM
Thank you!
Date: 10/6/2024 5:03:00 PM
What a beautifully poetic final stanza. You really should do more real poetry and less with the mini bios. You're very talented
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Tom Woody
Date: 10/6/2024 6:40:00 PM
I wouldn't say it just to flatter you. You have a way with words Anais
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Anais Vionet
Date: 10/6/2024 5:19:00 PM
So nice of you to say Mr. Woody, but I look around and I see that I'm really not. It's ok though *shrug* We can't ALL be great poets.
Date: 10/6/2024 1:56:00 PM
If you stick that lip out any further a pigeons going to land on it.
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Anais Vionet
Date: 10/6/2024 4:18:00 PM
And give up the delicious pigeon buffalo wings?? You must B cRaZy, boy!

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