Tag: not dating
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Unfinished: The Haikus
Haiku Poems: On What I Won’t Experience with the New Him fingers through your hair the feel of just-mown lawn grass sparks fly with my touch so you want to go back Japan is lovely I hear no more me to see
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Happy Holidays (What the fuck kind of thing is that to say?)
You dropped me with two little words. Happy Holidays. What the fuck kind of thing is that to say? I love my men instantaneously. And am always surprised when the two of us, “us,” combust spontaneously internally how could this happen to me how could he/you not love me why am I powerless to stop…
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