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I came alone but quickly sat next to some other people who seemed to be escaping the confines of the office as I was. As I sat there I joined their conversation about baseball. There was one fervent New York Mets fan and she was adorable. She was in her thirties and had a smile…
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The Judges and the Criminals Inside
The jury was out for only 3 minutes, at the most, before they notified the bailiff they had reached a verdict. The weather had become thunderous inside. The press all ran back to their seats, the judge didn’t have time to put on clothes so he simply draped his long gown over himself and ran…
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City bus to Nowhere
I was wearing a black leather coat, not as cool as it sounds, it was outdated and had tears in the sleeves. On my feet were wide sneakers and on my legs were a decade old pair of jeans. In my hand was the story of my life, Steinbeck’s “Winter of my Discontent,” and my…
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The Actor
David Polo, was a star on a cable TV show about doctors working in a New York City hospital. He was a very popular character and had won two Emmy awards. His character was named, Murray Berkowitz, A Jewish doctor from the Bronx who was had been educated in Mexico. His character was very Jewish…
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I Want to Hold Your Hand
On a moonless evening, walking through the burial grounds of the ones who have passed. The darkness deepening with each step, winter chill chilling me to my bones… I can sense the ancient incantations rising up from the past and rising through me with words I cannot understand…
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Misspelled Emotions
Metaphoric meteor showers slide on my screen to form some sort of emotionally charged verbiage. I wear this scar upon my chest like a badge of honor. I survived through the thunder storms and the clogged tunnels leading to salvation.
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It’s a Sign o the Times
It’s the waves hitting the rocks on the shore. It’s the old song coming on at the right or wrong time on the radio.
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Porch Light (sand on the floor)
I walked you back and we whispered on the front porch with the lone lightbulb flickering. There was sand on the floor and I let you keep my shirt. The screen door slammed as I let go and watched you close the door.
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A Lazy Time
“Can I have a sip of your coffee?” I placed it in her hand and her lips caressed the little slit at the top side of the lid. Her lips perfectly shaped and soft. I was jealous of that coffee lid.
