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Jack Dempsey & Me

Even Jack Dempsey had to get out of the ring He told me so, I was 10, it was New York So here I am all these years later, taking the gloves off Sitting in the corner Sucking hard on … Continue reading

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Leaving New York

Manhattan. June third two thousand twelve Temperature 72 degrees Azure blue, an unmarred sky Life in forward motion Full bloom and full of possibility Then there you were Standing at the sidewalk Corner of West 51st & 8th Four suitcases … Continue reading

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4:55 a.m. Shuffle

4:55 a.m. Tuesday morning shuffle to the boathouse because it’s too early for a bus but not too late for a mother to be of use before he’s grown & gone love in an early morning drive

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Love Personified

Love? You need me to spell it out? Right. Here’s the real deal. Love is my 87-year-old mother driving three hours in a crazy, torrential rain storm leaving her house within an instant at the drop of a hat with … Continue reading

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