Ex
Being with her was kind of like
taking a spin on my old bike
Fun at first, for maybe a day
then I remembered why I put it away
taking a spin on my old bike
Fun at first, for maybe a day
then I remembered why I put it away
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
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- 55 word story
- Postmodern Paris pt III
- Villanelle to Cerberus
- To a Wayward Muse
- The Tower
- Postmodern Paris pt II
- Discussion with Selene
- Vermont and P
- Finally Getting Somewhere 2.0
- Feithline(dot)com
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- English, August
- DanWeasel
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- Jenny
- Logos Incarnatus
- 100 Poets In 100 Days
- Glittering Muse
- The Hungry Writer
Others
- The Circle (I'm the short fiction editior)
- Sequart
- Anipike
- Millersville University
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2 Comments:
i hate to break your streak of posting without comments, but you've been slacking... put some more up.
here through a comment you left a long time ago on my blog. Love the Parid poems. will keep coming back.
take care
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