Poem

In this room, there is us. In this room, I have you, and you me. Your arms now absent, I wrap your scarf and mine around me, The passion of our night, your scent, sweetly teasing memory to life In this room, there is us. In this room,...

Like Alice in Wonderland I slipped through the rabbit hole And entered not a mythical world But the all too real world of the present version of my childhood home A much smaller hometownโ€ฆ Bigger midsections of childhood friendsโ€ฆ Childhood heroes wearing the kryptonite of ageโ€ฆ Old flames nothing but hot flashes of...