Tag Archives: The Dance


Click here to hear the poet read his words: victims the boys circle the pretty girls it is always nature’s way I observe them preening awkwardly preparing what to say I see again my friend in bed I thought I’d … Continue reading

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The Dance – Sunday Photo Fiction

AnElephantCant boogie woogie He can’t skip the light fandango or turn cartwheels across the floor When he tries to dance Folk look at him askance Take him by the trunk and politely show him the door This is a weekly … Continue reading

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