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Dinner |
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James_A_Fraser Senior Member
since 2003-09-03
Posts 972Out Making Anticlines |
Dinner anger simmers oversalted until little cristals of it hang like grit that won’t dissolve words served raw over thougts that can’t be made from a simple recipe of letters we slice the feelings cut them thin to let the flavor out then wonder why the meat is dry there’s ash of remorse in the bread the crust gone to leather from it oh the scent is fine and all the dishes pretty the dessert sugarless |
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wintertao Member
since 2003-11-17
Posts 366Okaloosa Island, FL |
excellent work much enjoyed, much |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
Very powerful write, James. believe in what your heart feels... |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
What an unappealing meal... and how well so many of us know its taste... have had it served (or dished it out *G*) many times. *S* This is excellent, Jamie... I hope you find sweetness to savor soon! *S* |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
that one cuts right to the bone some things are simply indigestable |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
powerfully descriptive...enjoyed reading this even if it did have a sharp edge Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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beckers716 Junior Member
since 2003-11-16
Posts 39Ohio |
amazing metophores! I think I'd like to be sent to bed without dinner now Only when all hope seems lost, can you hope to find yourself |
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