Love: A Stranger With My Secrets
...Between you and me there’s a secret we share,
A chapter we don’t read aloud,
Our moment in time we keep to ourselves,
That we push deep into the ground,
And we both deny any knowledge at all,...
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Categories:
fumblingly, deep, desire, history,
Form: Quatrain
The July Founders
...You return every year and the same month
That is what I remember as I bid you farewell
Six months ago;
Riding on an old short-legged shoe
In the parameter of being a White or Hispanic
Or just a dea...
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Categories:
fumblingly, culture, emotions,
Form: Free verse