Category: Fiction
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Backward Glance
O, the times I’d tried to give you my heart, only to watch you furrow your brow smooth your mustache, and then turn on your heel and walk briskly back to your life — without so much as a backward glance.
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Chillin’ with Proust
It’s #AnythingGoes Linky Week over at the My Random Musings blog. Go check ’em out! ⇔⇔ “A big ‘hello’ to all you folks out there in Radioland. Boy, oh boy, do we have a show for you! Ladies and gentlemen, today—for the first time in radio history—we’re bringing you a live, tell-all interview with your…
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Every Day
Every day I pass her on my way to work and she calls to me: her voice cool and deep, she tempts me (Lord, she tempts me!) a little more each day. I got nothin’ and nobody but if I call her bluff that ol’ river gonna make me late for work. Damn late.…
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Ignite
Your words ignite a passion deep within my soul, except when you forget to brush your teeth.
