Tagged: old friends

yes, i get into

yes, i get into
trouble when you are not
home, alternate
universes come
knocking, i
open the door
and let them in,
we’re old friends
.
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you and i are parked

you and i are parked
on the corner of finished
and done, resorting

to old friendship fumes to wrap up
our departures extra neatly
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: resort

crumbs later, we will

back when we used to

back when we used to
exchange letters, everything
was more – like meeting

in grand central this november,
recalling the length of your hair
.
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there is something to

there is something to
childhood friends –
rock, paper, scissors –
agreeing to one-up
each other for the
rest of eternity,
building strength
to face the rest of it all
.
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in two hour’s time,

in two hour’s time,
we are bridging ten years, still
sharing similar

values – a sigh of relief
even as we refine our tastes
.
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this morning, after

this morning, after
19 years, you
reached out
to wish me a
happy birthday
and to let me know
your mother
passed away
yesterday,
age 74,
a heart attack.
two different
milestones along
the same path

but you knew that
.
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