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  the evening of my date with luscious Gail the zit on the tip of my huge Shylock schnoz exploded like the cream-filled center of a Barricini chocolate and left an angry slash across my face that was Rudolph writ Read more ›

To Carla With Love

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To say that Carla had problems with men Was like saying the Sahara Was a tad bit dry. She made light of them herself, But the wounds ran deep. She wore them like a second skin, Numbing them now and Read more ›

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Tulips

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She was pleased he’d brought her favorite flower, tulips. She held them like a reigning monarch and pecked him on both cheeks. He searched for traces of her former beauty and found them only in her steel-grey eyes. She’d noticed Read more ›