Men don’t leave. Skin flakes gather On sheets Cologne draped from Unaired corners. Men don’t leave.
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Men don’t leave. Skin flakes gather On sheets Cologne draped from Unaired corners. Men don’t leave.For the Love of Linda Wolfe
Linda Wolfe and I are in the same boat. We feel lonely. You can get married, once or lots of times (23 in Linda’s case), and still feel lonely. Sure you might have a...The Leaving Song
I’ve been getting attached to things that aren’t mine anymore, things that have moved on, most especially since I have been reading the “American Heritage Cookbook and Illustrated History of Eating & Drinking.” It was published in...Pumpkin Carving Party– Here!
Colin and I are carving our pumpkins tonight on Hilltop. I bought them from the little farm around the corner from us. They didn’t grow them there (their crop got whacked by the hailstorm in August...January 2012
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