• Rolling Into the Back 40

    halfway to the party
    and inspiration is faltering
    slapping words into phrases
    hoping they make any sense
    breaking it into sections
    so I don’t lose momentum
    but my energy got up and went
    and I’m left scrambling and outta breath
    it’s one helluva workout…
    for a pen with rusty muscles
    drop and give me…Read More

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  • April 15th – The Hour of Blocks, Locks, and the Moon That Refuses

    April 15th strikes
    not like a day
    but like an hour:
    15th o’clock,
    a time that does not exist
    and yet insists on happening.

    It arrives as a block,
    a solid interruption
    in the flow of April,
    a square of time
    that refuses to melt
    into the rest of the month.

    Then c…Read More

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    Learning to swim

    I dove into the ice cold pool Sunk to the bottom A memory immediately surfaced I was supposed to make bubbles Being pulled and breaking surface I looked into fearful eyes “I forgot the bubbles”

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    • oh wow lovely Fia what a memory…I learned by myself when I around two I was in doughboy and I was holding the rail but the adults in the other end were drunk and making waves so I let go and swam underwater I don’t know how…you’re right the water can be scary… sorry I shared but this write brought back that memory…❤️

    • Cleverly penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend. I still can’t swim to this day, I only seem to sink.. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.

      Damian

    • Wow! I was never taught to make bubbles. But I was like a fish underwater and held my breath for long periods of time. Payback is a bitch though and asthma shut that down. Maybe because I never made bubbles…

  • Learning to swim

    I dove into the ice cold pool
    Sunk to the bottom
    A memory immediately surfaced
    I was supposed to make bubbles
    Being pulled and breaking surface
    I looked into fearful eyes
    “I forgot the bubbles”

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