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The Devil’s Fruit

January 25, 2012

I taste on my lips, in the soft pink caverns of my mouth, the black essence of Ethiopia. Daily, even our sun kissed heads evaporate down south. I see each morning bring like a cup to my lips, the lessons, Abbaba. between each sip, each burst of taste, my eyes take in the beauty...
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Realignment

January 25, 2012

by Karen Suriano the spying eyes of sunrise find me stumbling bumbling to the kitchen blind coherent thought is undermined sleep slugs, grey matter intertwined lurch on undaunted, the freezer is mined of roasted nirvana for electric grind scoop and measure the unrefined then water, heat and bean combined hiss and gurgleshout most unkind...
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Wishing You Were Here . . .

January 25, 2012

by Karen Suriano Last night was wonderful making love to you My fingers instinctively knew just what to do If I could play piano like my hands played you I’d be a hit anywhere, in any venue Absolutely fabulous making love to you Maybe next time you could be there too But alone with...
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Coffee, My Old Friend

January 25, 2012

By Karie Lesly An aroma that fills the room with warmth brewing gently, steady and calm. Two friends together in stolen moments sharing soul, heart, life. Weaving through the years like a fine delicate lace. The design unravels details, simplicity, sometimes flaws. And even still, meshing together bonded by each cup. The tenderness of...
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The Need (Haiku)

January 25, 2012

by Karen Suriano desperate people comprise lengthy lines, not for food. their need: starbucks
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