Stories tagged longing

HER DREAM

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She is a little girl riding on a blue horse, Her arms around her father’s waist, Her cheek press against his back. They ride through a field crimson with poppies. I am dead.” A tide of darkness sweeps him away. “But, Father,” she shouts,

Marmalade

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A man, Athens, April.

LH 1787

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How did Hannibal get elephants through that?

Catastrophe

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As bad as it is you say it is not that bad, you say it made your Sunday.

Boundaries

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Hands and fingers feeling down Cross the boundaries I laid

Settling

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But she knew what she would find. She knew it all the moment she felt the sticky fingerprints behind the slat of her old oak slay bed. The fingerprints that would only be left from a person grabbing it from behind their head. The fingerprints that she

The Look

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He looks in silence and he looks with longing.

A Headache in the Cinema.

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In the bathroom, while waiting for a urinal, I remembered a scene from the film.

Love

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I am in love with the idea of love.The flights of fancy, fireflies and butterflies.I am in love with the stolid airs of nature,Winds and wisps of flowered perfumes.I am in love with change and the unchanging,The melancholic caresses of death and whispers.I am in love with…

An Orphan of Fire

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I break your flesh and make music on the harp of your bones.

Not That New York

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in a plain brown bag to snort like a glue addict: Curry and porn The dog walker’s tangled pets

Leaving like slow rain

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I used to dream about flying over the ocean in nothing but my shirt, now I dream about driving through fucking Kentucky.

From This Distance

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Yes, I can imagine it now/ how we could each disappear completely/ connected only through memory's fault lines/

Moon collar

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I don't think dogs like to die with the pack. The smell of them rotting brings trouble in the wild,

My Wild

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Across the lake, there is a camp for the deaf.