Tag Archive: short-story

When I am done.

When I am done. I became the old man who waiting for no-one. Once I wanted everything and now. I need little. I wonder where do the old soldiers go? When they are… Continue reading

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Love is a cruel mistress.

Love is a cruel mistress. You called me on a Sunny Friday and you asked me. Please Johnnie, meet me in Austin, Texas at midnight. I am feeling lonely, I need to dance… Continue reading

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Can you catch a falling leaf?

Can you catch a falling leaf? The days of October are here and I did the greatest sin. I returned to a place of magic trying to find the scent of yesterday. Time… Continue reading

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When the drinker pray.

When the drinker prays… Once brave man, once soldiers, once business man and now a grandfather. He watched his world fall into madness and he pours three fingers of Gentleman Jack. Once he… Continue reading

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Death come when he desires.

Death come when he desires. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a great job.A hot girlfriend with clear blue eyes and legs as long as Texas highway… Continue reading

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We will accept less and forget who we were.

We will accept less and forget who we were. Mother Winter is here. I have driven 2500 miles to come home to Detroit. I came home for many reasons. I needed the kindness… Continue reading

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Truth or dare?

Poetry A Poem by Coyote PoetryTake no chance, have no fun? Truth or dare? She offered me a smile and a hello. I was besieged by her beauty and she asked me to dance… Continue reading

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Don’t look for things you don’t want to be found.

Don’t look for things you don’t want to be found. A Halloween tale. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen nonfiction feel like fiction. You have seen too much.                                 Don’t look for things you don’t… Continue reading

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The coyote is dancing today.

The Coyote is dancing.. Once, locked-up man knew the solace  and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading

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Black as the night.

Black as the night  I watched her dance alone to the holy Jazz songs. Simmering words make her body move slow and easy to the songs. I know to keep my distance. She… Continue reading

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