“Silence eats slowly on words never,” said. Damn that is the truth, Nice Damian.

Fantastic

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I have that effect on some women. lol. I talk and they have literally told me it’s too early, my wife still does say it sometimes. lol. You have a great day as well. Appreciate you.

Damian

Not enough time when we are living in the good times. When they are over it makes us feel alone. Great ink.

I swear, time is a traitor & the mind is it’s accomplice. And what we don’t say weighs more than all the memories. You go right ahead on & express yourself at any hour. I get told all the time “it’s too early” for me. I refuse to live on somebody else’s clock. Thats the beautiful thing about poetry…it isn’t on a timer. As always, your words resonate, my friend

Lately, I remember someone that I hadn’t thought of in decades. Or, I see a face in another face and can’t put a name to who they looked like. I’m terrible with faces. I had my mother’s sewing machine after she died. My sister wanted it and told me she was sending her husband to pick it up. I knew Bill. I was at their wedding. He was at family getogethers (mostly funerals but a couple holiday). My doorbell rang and I opened it up. I looked in his eyes and asked, “Can I help you?” Of course his response was, “I’m Bill?” I don’t know where my head was at that day. Good write. I have to try some shorter ones. Mine just runaway on me.

Beautifully penned, Fia. A great chapter my friend, you’re an incredible storyteller. Love the sexual tension between them, nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

Casket, it was 102 yesterday, you trying to kill me with the heat??? Wow…Nice

Thank you. I appreciate the comment and taking time to read.

Wow I’m loving the heat.