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Poetry · Writing

living at home

December 13, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i don’t remember

the last time

i took a breath of fresh air

Poetry · Writing

traveling lover;

December 7, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

everyone is supposed to leave

i know that

nothing more than a walking gas station,

a luggage and a few parking tickets-

and they’ll be on their way

Poetry · Writing

lunchable picnics

November 9, 2019November 14, 2019 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i can remember everything

but what you look like

the two dollar dates

photos by the bookstore

lunchable picnics

i remember being there

just not with a ghost

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And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.

–
William Shakespeare
(A Midsummer Night’s Dream)

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