Monthly Archives: July 2015

Ode to the man who drives the bus

Kevin drives the red bus in  our ittle town he always smiles then waves goodbye “what are you up to tonight?” I ask “Two to three beers” Kevin says and I answer silently “two to three books”. “It’s good to … Continue reading

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Opening the closet doors

“If a bullet should enter my brain, let that bullet destroy every closet door.”            – Harvey Milk (The first openly gay politician in the US in a pre recorded message before he made the speech during which he had … Continue reading

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Argentina

“It won’t be easy, you’ll think it strange when I try to explain how I feel, that I still need your love after all that I’ve done. You won’t believe me. All you will see is a girl you once … Continue reading

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The gift of song

“Don’t give up on us baby Don’t make the wrong seem right. The future isn’t just for one night. It’s written in the moonlight and painted on the stars. We can’t change ours. Don’t give up on us baby we’re … Continue reading

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Mother memorabilia

“When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With  showers and dewdrops wet: And if thou wilt, remember, And … Continue reading

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Declaration of ignorance

Don’t ever assume to know me my dark caves where bats fly all those happy places where my light shines and my garden of joy grows Do not step on my dahlias Do not attempt to hold my birds you … Continue reading

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The score

You go to sleep with David Soul “Don’t give up on us baby” you wake up with Neil Diamond “Love on the rocks” You live with Otis Redding “sitting at the dock of the bay” and at night you “try … Continue reading

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