How do I convey longing
Along a common tongue
How to construe this yearning
By breath within my lungs

These words all seem so paltry
Like stars aside the sun
Belittled thus by parlance
My pathos for this one.

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I was a private detective.
I was a man of class and wit.
I drank the best wine first.
I danced till my feet bled.
I kissed Mata Hari as she lay on the hood of my wrecked Honda, basking in the moonlight.

the storm has come
and gone
i have survived
with my integrity intact

i am minus one gazebo
and plus one squirrel

i hope the power comes back tomorrow
but if it doesnt
that is ok.

oh, lord, why do you take them before their time.
she had so much left to give.

we will never forget you, sophia...

RIP
Estelle Getty


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so long
so short
since the dark woods
gave sound
and she appeared
by the dock
on which we sat

their have been
many docks
since then
but
they were all the same

with her by me

three
by
three

City Pages - News
Issue - May 21, 2008

In preparation for the Republican National Convention, the FBI is soliciting informants to keep tabs on local protest groups

Moles Wanted
By Matt Snyders

Paul Carroll was riding his bike when his cell phone vibrated.

Once he arrived home from the Hennepin County Courthouse, where he’d been served a gross misdemeanor ( Read more... )

"And what does it live on?"

"Weak tea with cream in it."

A new difficulty came into Alice's head, "Supposing it couldn't find any?" she suggested.

"Then it would die, of course."

"But that must happen very often," Alice remarked thoughtfully.

"It always happens," said the Gnat.

white like snow
red like blood
blue like the sea

i want to run through the trees
i want to hunt down my prey
i want to pounce and bite and roll

i want to take its life
i want to consume it whole
then it will not die
ever

it will be part of me
even after i have turned
back into the cold soil
where i will bask
in the warmth of the loving sun