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Category:
Poetry
Type: Fiction
Copyright: 2004
These poems were written many years ago when I was, first, a model college student, then a dazed acid-freak who rarely went to class, then an honors lit student with a serious drinking problem. And, oh yes, often (quite often), hopelessly in love. So if some of these poems seem stupidly romantic, obscure, pretentious, or just plain dumb…welcome to the world I grew out of. Damn it.
the snowflake
when school was out
we ran home
across the ice
laughing and screaming
five furry shapes plunging into the snow
rolling and wrestling in the white we sank
we sank away from the other three, and
eyes gleaming bold fear
I gave her something
then back to the run, leap-frogging
to catch the others and join the bustle
...
She was like the snowflake I gave her
fresh and pure
and already melting
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