Could I love you if
we did not touch, if I did
not mark you as mine?
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Category Archives: obsession
Unbroken
The house of my heart
is white, clean, pure. No windows,
doors. No visitors.
Deal or no deal
TV’s “Fisherman
and His Wife” story for our
times. Unalloyed greed.
Lori Drew rationalizes
“She hurt my daughter,
so I wanted to hurt her.
Can’t you understand?“
Otherworlds
Viriconium,
Gormenghast, Majipoor. Dark
journeys. Twisted dreams.
Weight watchers
On weigh-in day I’d
inhale helium if it
would make me lighter.
J’s sense of style
She’d buy Free People,
match and mismatch carelessly,
revel in oddball.
Urban Outfitters
J’s Pied Piper calls.
Mecca of offbeat fashion,
she shops in a daze.
Improv Olympics
They create out of
nothing whole scenes, entertain
from mere suggestions.
Not Lauren Graham
My daughters watch the
Gilmour Girls non-stop, wishing
I were Lorelei.
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