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  Bitter cold is the heart deceived by frigidness first conceived  With expecations never met The heart must settle for regret    

It was dusk, the time before times after daylight and before darkness, surreal like you. Your silhouette cast before the blinding sunset-painted solitude and destroyed a childhood of loneliness in the fiery hue of a white picket fenced instant. In a halo of fire you came bearing presence. The stories were true you had come. Transfixed, I worshiped you with eyes too young to know better, a welcome reserved for heroes not cowards. The glory of your coming filled my heart with wonder; so many q...

    As he strolled down the lane Henry’s eyes darted back and forth. All the houses on Philadelphia Street looked different than they were back then, but then again fifteen years is a long time and he wanted to remember her as she was, not as she is now; cold, but with an artificial warmth in a pillowed coffin.     "Death only wins when you stop remembering." He said to himself quietly.       As he walked slowly down the shady...

    As he strolled down the lane Henry’s eyes darted back and forth. All the houses on Philadelphia Street looked different than they were back then, but then again fifteen years is a long time and he wanted to remember her as she was, not as she is now; cold, but with an artificial warmth in a pillowed coffin.     "Death only wins when you stop remembering." He said to himself quietly.       As he walked slowly down the shady...

The citizenry grown as fat as hogs communicate with nothing to say soccer moms who never played soccer themselves, fed snacks, feed snacks in a silent, grotesque play. They pile in minivans with bumper stickers that add the score: 2 girls, 1 boy, license plates meant to differentiate, ironically display the sameness they employ. Some have discovered the danger of safety in numbers and ask, “Where does one individual start and the other end?” Then for safety’s sake tell themselves, “To fit in ...