A Hundred Gourds 3:2 March 2014

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I ought to have them
surgically removed ...
those three words
I swore
I'd never say again

space Julie B. Cain - USA
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  dateless again
on a warm Saturday night
I settle down
with a bowl of strawberries
and play music meant for lovers

space Thelma Mariano - Canada
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    chasing your ghost
through the back roads
of my mind
I lose you in a legacy
of settling dust

space Chase Fire - USA
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My head
outside my blankets
I feel
I’m in a chrysalis
ready to emerge

space Bruce England - USA
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  Sneaking my car
out at 6 a.m. to avoid
the roadwork crew
that half-remembered
love affair

space J. Zimmerman - USA
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