Tag Archive: short-story

I want to know you.

I want to know you. Invisible whispers and silence photos they give me remnants of who you are. Do you know me?  I believe woman are more layered than men. Rarely does a… Continue reading

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Hello again.

Hello again. For my dearest Peggy. I have learn to love the darkness of the taverns and the Jazz clubs,where the people with nothing to hide, can go.Old men and old women tell… Continue reading

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Blindfolded and weightless.

I watched your tone, and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky and tender thighs. Make… Continue reading

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Parable of Celia.

Parable of Celia. She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun. She was wearing a sundress of white showing soft and… Continue reading

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We lie, we died and we still wanted more.

We lie, we died and we still wanted you…. We lay in a bed of mercy, you and I, we bleed-out all the kindness we once knew. You told me often, my soldier,… Continue reading

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Mojo a-coming.

Mojo a-coming…  I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead? The damn war taught me; Johnnie… Continue reading

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Now and forever.

Now and forever. Old soldier, a dying man drank alone. He returned home after 10 years of war, travel and sin. He knew when he left the Pacific Ocean. No-one was waiting for… Continue reading

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Love tragedy.

Love tragedy. I remember the hello. So sweet and kind. You were a wild girl in a woman body. You made me learn to dance, learn to climb the fault lines of California… Continue reading

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Almost lovers.

Almost lovers. I found the prettiest gal on the crossing of Dover to Calais. I was drinking the Johnnie Walker whiskey, watching the sea dance. Pretty Swiss girl with the darkest brown eyes,… Continue reading

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Just love. A soldier story.

Just love- A soldier story This night I was in Washington State at Fort Lewis. I was in the NCO (Non-commission officer) school. 8 weeks of training to be a leader.  It was… Continue reading

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