Category: relationships
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A Relationship Death Poem
A Relationship Death Poem because in times of stress one has to fall back on what one knows and everyone could use a little death now and again. A Relationship Death Poem that’s not really a poem at all but an exercise in self-soothing behavior. A Relationship Death Poem because I like it dark and…
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Soft: A Diagnosis
Too available My diagnosis My judgment And then I saw him looking trendy and sweet ordering a burrito with guacamole and cheese. There was no air conditioning so we sweated it out while we relaxed in each other’s company. His hair looked soft as did his hands. And as it turned out soft is what…
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Say
My ex-boyfriend asked How is the world treating you these days? My ex-boyfriend said I have no affection to give you. So when my new boyfriend says I have a headache. I do not say I’m sorry, honey. I do not say Is there something I can do to make…
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Beneath the Bark: The Rooting of Uncle Tree
Over the course of the last two weeks or so, I have had the pleasure of being involved in a fantastic discussion about writing and living well. As interviews go, this one offers insight and sincerity, and I hope you, dear reader, appreciate the self-depricating wisdom of our very own Uncle Tree. #1. What made…
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Bunny Dearest: A Love Child is Born
Bunny and I met recently through Bryan and we’ve fallen in love. He’s also our Asian love child, which has a little bit of an Oedipus-esque twist minus the shame and eyegauging, and I am happy to share the fruits of our love with all of my dear readers. I. From dearest Bunny Belletryst. Careful,…
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Interstating
It was not guilt or compassion or passion or curiosity that drove him It was happenstance that he saw me on the interstate He thought of me only because I came into his line of vision
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Aisles, Isles
In an effort to reconcile his true feelings with the rules of genteelism he told her he would love to go with her to the Department Store. He walks down the aisles diligently attentive knowing aisles are more than aisles and isles are more than isles he doesn’t like either very much. So they spent…
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Don’t Blame the Brulee
This will come as a shock to some of you, but this Lady isn’t as progressive as you might think. Wednesday night, I met a lad for dessert at a local restaurant, one he suggested. We each had a chocolate crème brulee. We chitchatted about people we both knew. There were awkward pauses, but not…
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Going Nuclear
I mentioned in a previous blog that I would post the finest confusing rejection I’ve received in my relational career. It is from one Nuclear Luke. Background: He winked, I winked, he said, “great smile,” I said, “thanks,” he said, “sorry for not getting back to you sooner, I’ve been studying,” I said, “okay, what…
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Toning
He’s done it again reminded me of him a text tone I used to long for and be excited about He inspires bad things ending phrases with prepositions which I know is wrong but I do it anyway when I think of him He’s left an imprint on my life like my friend…
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