We speak of the fall, and I think he did that man born a man and never a kid. He tended the garden according to plan, but lonely was he, this overalled man. The bones all around him just slightly askew - the grizzly, the wild hare, the common house shrew. So one weary day he left barrow and tool, took...

I do not see your face in the moon Though once I saw your face in the moonlight, and I cannot find you in the sunset Though once we walked Through an explosion of amber, ruby and topaz And talked of nothing and all things and sun things. I look for you in the stars of steel And space-age plastics that...

your gentle gaze my heart pounds if you know me for who i am your attraction would fade repulsion, detraction, distraction how can you still pursue me after all of this? my betrayals many – my faithfulnesses few yet you are still looking at me calling me to you is it possible that a love could...

Ruess, Lange said he wrote to you.  Go easy on him.  He can wax downright eloquent about the recent past but between the lines is a lot of hurt.  Quite a few family and friends blackballed them when little Karen got pregnant.  His wife, Rebecca, went completely zombie on him, useless as jello. ...

Dominant Male, requires adoring and obedient submissive for strict discipline and body worship. Vintage-model SWM, 50, looking for experienced driver with well-kept garage who prefers smooth driving for possible long-distance adventure. I handle mountain roads well and still have juice in the battery. Voice...

First the man drinks the drink, then the drink drinks the drink, then the drink drinks the man. – Japanese proverb Love for my baby girl sent me into the woods. Soul searching. It had been almost a year since I stood in a hospital room and cradled pure beauty wrapped in soft blankets. I’d never...

Scholar and saint Warrior on the frontlines of dialog Vigilant night watchman Of humble origins and great destiny Master of debate and polemics Poet Paragon Keeper of ancient texts Man of parables and aphorisms Master of morphology Prince of phonology The editor of destinies Keeper of slush piles King...

“I just don’t believe in the same things I used to,” Cliff admitted. “Maybe God exists, but I have no reason to really think so anymore.” Sitting in the dark corner booth with Eric, his longtime friend and confidant, Cliff was admitting things he could never tell anyone...

I am wake.  I am tired. I am freed.  I am mired. I fall as I rise. No, I fall more. I am here.  I am yonder. I am stay. I am wander. Finish is start. I’ve been here before. I am blank.  I am bolded. I am in. I am folded. Yes is a whisper. A thunder is no. I am nod. I am shaken. I am free. ...

brenda is dying janey is throwing tantrums laura is barren and molly peed her pants and angela is lonelyandjakeishungryandhaiti isdrowningandbutterfliesaredancingand i can’t breathe. crying is redundant complaining is indulgent so i stare at the embers of campfires and ignorance longing for a moment infused...