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Bath time, I wish

Oh, how I love a good bathThe kind with never-ending, hotter-than-you-can-stand-it, freeflowing water that never runs out. With bubbles piled highhhh, and the tiny ones float, like giggles you can actually touch And filling it up to the brim, so that one small move sends a wave spilling over the top. Remember Sniglets?My favorite one… Continue reading Bath time, I wish

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Frankincense

Frankincense. The black licorice of scents. Like trickery. Seemingly sweet But deviously Twisted. Unpleasant. Curious for more. Bleck.

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Turk and Ruby’s Garden

Turk and Ruby used to buy my cardsI’d sell themTo buy roller skates,A Pittsburgh Steelers cup,And once, a weird blackhead remover I could always count on Turk and RubyTo buy two boxesThat meant $2 for meTo put in my bankOr take to TG&Y On rainy days, Turk and RubyWould let me snuggle upWith Applejack,Who liked… Continue reading Turk and Ruby’s Garden

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King of the Fourth

I’d seen him at the sack racesAmong familiar facesHis especially stuck out Thought maybe egg toss,Which he lost,Was the chance to get his name Shame. Coulda confirmed with the paper guyOn the slyWho this familiar stranger is Mrs. HendricksonSurely’ll introduce himShe just shook his hand Standing in the burger lineChatting to pass the timeThey looked… Continue reading King of the Fourth

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Ninth-Year Anniversary

My bae NikonWhy do we not hang out as much?Do you miss my touch,Like I miss your clicksAnd beautiful pics? We used to play with kidsAnd go on long hikesRemember that time we bikedFrom BKK to Chiang Mai? Inseparable for nearly five yearsOh, how we traveled!Cambodia! 🇰🇭Laos! 🇱🇦Vietnam! 🇻🇳Malaysia! 🇲🇾 Riding the MekongClimbing Doi InthanonAnd… Continue reading Ninth-Year Anniversary

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Empty-nesting

SILENCE!Insatiable appetiteOnly get bite-size piecesSometimes morningsNever night Can’t wait to developThe “syndrome”For empty homeI prayThere is no cure Remedying by showeringBy singingBy peeingDoors openEvery. Freaking. Chance. I. Get. This illusionOf confusion post scrammingDoesn’t make a lickOf senseTo me Birds kick them outPractically SHOUTGo away!Spread your wingsAnd freaking fly already. Smh. I don’t get momsWho hang… Continue reading Empty-nesting

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Poems X 3

Aroi mak mak mak First meal with chopsticksPicks a noodle dish.Fish? No. Just chicken,Pickin’ from menu Spicy, creamy stockChock full o’ noodles,Oodles of lemon,Swimmin’ in milky … What’s that? Coconut.Subtle. And aroi!Khao soi, savoryFlavor queen of north ——- The canal below Damn dam roars nightly,Timely, still shocking,Talking over itLiterally hard View is so stunningSunny, cool… Continue reading Poems X 3

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The differently-abled & Say that again (2-poem prompt)

The differently-abled My mother always said,“It takes all kinds to make the world go ‘round.” Usually, she said it sarcastically,But sometimes,She meant it seriously, Like when we boxed Christmas cookiesFor volunteer firemen,And city crews,And garbage men. “It takes all kinds to make the world go ‘round,” she’d say. Otherwise, I might never have consideredHow sewers… Continue reading The differently-abled & Say that again (2-poem prompt)

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Last time I lied

Taking the standI raised my handAnd swore to tell the truth But deep insideI knew I’d tryTo protect my good friend’s youth The attorney pliedAs I criedAnd memories came rushing in What he couldn’t seeInside of meWas why he’d truly never win Yes, I knew I wroteTwo years agoWhy she’d pulled the wheel But it… Continue reading Last time I lied

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Ratchaphruek 💛s Dok Champa

Your scent has lured me since boyhoodDrifting downdowndownIn a constant flow of seduction Oh, what a sweet delightYour golden centerProtected by wings of white What glorious scents we will createMingling, togetherMy golden showers await! Drift faster to me, my plumLet the waters carry your petals downdowndownAnd quench my deepest roots Oh, surrender your softnessTo my… Continue reading Ratchaphruek 💛s Dok Champa