Category: Love Styles

  • My Birth

    My mother’s father, Samuel Joseph Cawley, died three days before I was born and was buried in a paupers grave in Van Nys, California, alone and still drunk so the embalmer had it easy. My mother went into labor etherized and alone, and, hearing “ it’s a girl”, sighed into her peignoir and turned her […]

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  • Out the car window on…

    Out the car window on the way home

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  • It’s Complicated

    It’s complicated

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  • Dinner

    Dinner

    Light the candles, dim the lights, serve the good wine, make people laugh, tell them to go home after 2 1/2 hours, go to bed, drink water, pet your dogs, Dream of passion.

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  • Hopeful

    Hopeful

    Yesterday a man held my hand so powerfully I couldn’t tell after a while as it seemed so right that consistent pressure. Normally I don’t like comfort in any form as it embarrasses me like the chameleon turning pink on lava or carnation, I pull away from touch as I know the consequences. But this […]

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  • Loss

    Loss

    Loss In the gray half open eye period prior to full alert status I feel a touch or maybe an outstretched limb, a phantom connection I may remember. Warm and wanting.. Delaying the awakening I dwell there In hopeful desire among my fresh sheets, memories of sun fragrant and salt drying, my fingers on your […]

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  • The Length of Winter

    I forgot how long winter is. It doesn’t extend from November to March as it should but it’s disobedient and sometimes hides inside a heart and a chamber to the left or to the right and there you are with only a part of your heart functioning because of winter or it’s a fact. You […]

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  • The Hard, Cold Snow

    The Coming of the Snow The hard, cold snow is here, The kind that makes you wince. The great, crackling steps one takes that sink unexpectedly, Mother earth reminding you she’s but a heavy footfall away. So a morning walk becomes impossible and the dog, depressed. Your husband reminds you how he loves the winter […]

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  • Letting Go When There Is…

    Letting Go When There’s No Rope Left I have a friend who is trying to get divorced. This has been going on for two years. The marriage was a good length, (ten years), and a good part of it was not unhappy but the divorce has turned into a nightmare of hatred, accusations, bitterness, anger, […]

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  • Lament to Valentine’s Day

    Lament to Valentine’s Day I am not sure why it exists but do realize it has something to do with St Valentine, maybe Cupid, and definitely Hallmark cards. I start to worry about Valentine’s Day a few weeks before it happens. Why do I worry, you might ask? Right. Normal people don’t worry. Normal people […]

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