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Caching Out
memories await
remembrances to desire
a brief encounter
years of saved items to see–
though, do I really want to?
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A storage unit set up over twenty years ago, seems a lifetime ago with all my changes, yet it looms.
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Caching Out
memories await
remembrances to desire
a brief encounter
years of saved items to see–
though, do I really want to?
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A storage unit set up over twenty years ago, seems a lifetime ago with all my changes, yet it looms.
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Dreaming, listening to ripples created
I feel my dreams may never be sated
Waterfall wishes run strong and loud
Actualized dreams are not proud
Only fantasies, never realized
And knowing this, I am wise.
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When making bread
Pound the dough
Scrape flour into the mass
Until sticky no mo’
This might result in bread too tough
But your arms will look great, smooth and buff!
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Donning her butterflies sweatshirt, the organic one with feathers decorating one sleeve, Marie was ready for the day. Her favorite classes weren’t on the schedule so she had to ply a bluff longing by wearing something ridiculous to compensate. Marie often decided to face the humdrum lectures dressed this way, hoping to inflict a bit of irony on the most serious of professors.
She was just opening the door to the biology lab when a terrible vulgarity met her eyes. The aforementioned professor was looking far from serious when caught in a jostle with Miss Pettigrew, the lab assistant. Marie quickly shut the lab door and started giggling. The day was going to be fun after all.
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“The Painted Veil” is not what I expected, but I had not read this book. Of course “Of Human Bondage” was required reading in school. “The Painted Veil is a 1925 novel by British author W. Somerset Maugham. The title is a reference to Percy Bysshe Shelley‘s 1824 sonnet, which begins “Lift not the painted veil which those who live / Call Life”.
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The problem, as I see it, is the lack of excellence on your part. I had to take a bromide after reading this tripe! Your falling grades assure that you will never be a denizen of the teaching staff here at the university, even though we both know that is your desire. If your work should not improve this last semester, you might not even graduate!
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I heard your name rise on the wind, a brief sin remembered years ago when the stories came out about us. I have to grin, thinking of the innocent conduct taken as betrayal. I close my eyes, even as many miles that separate us bring back thoughts of you, and the memory is shimmering sweet cream on my morning coffee.
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