rough draft
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To the women unfortunate enough to have loved me
What faults of mine have you inherited? Do you hear the echo carried in the wind, whispering your name off some distant shore of a shared memory? And, do you look back at them lovingly? Wondering if maybe, just maybe, if I had been a better man, see some future that would never be come Continue reading
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Homebrew, Blonde Roast
these thoughts percolate, a fresh pot of some homebrew, blonde roast sitting, steaming in a chipped cup that’s seen better days. better days before its handle needed mending, before clotted adhesive molted out of the base, glossed over with a poor attempt of camouflage. Continue reading