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Eight Years Ago

Eight Years Ago

Eight years ago, all I wanted for Christmas was an engagement ring. And I didn’t care if it came out of a gum ball machine, I just wanted the question behind it to be asked. Noel and I had known each other for close to a year and I was anxious, impatient really. Marriage was something we had discussed, but Noel gallantly wanted to tie up a few financial loose ends before we made anything official. Several couples we knew had met and…

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A Good Reality

A Good Reality

I hate how gripping dreams can be emotionally, no matter how illogical the plot. Last night I dreamed that I was running from the law. I happened upon a large mansion where I hid for awhile and pretended to be a part of the staff for a large wedding that was taking place there. I made some friends while “laying low” and they helped me come up with the perfect escape plan that would make it so the authorities would…

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The Elderly Couple Across the Street

The Elderly Couple Across the Street

I like to watch the old couple across the street and imagine what life will be like for Noel and I 50 years down the road. Even though he has Alzheimers, they still seem happy and in love. She laughs about how he sometimes wears her clothes on accident and only a tinge of sadness peeks through her vibrant optimism when she says she sometimes worries about him trying to cross the street on his own. He used to work…

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Valentine’s Day

Valentine’s Day

Made with a little help from Martha Stewart Pocket Poem If this comes creased and creased again and soiled as if I’d opened it a thousand times to see if what I’d written here was right, it’s all because I looked too long for you to put in your pocket. Midnight says the little gifts of loneliness come wrapped by nervous fingers. What I wanted this to say was that I want to be so close that when you find…

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