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My passion is ...

the written word

I know too much about ...

facts that no one cares to know

My parents always told me ...

to not trip over any shoes

My childhood ambition ...

was to be a postman

My favorite memory ...

is walking in the snow while holding my lover's hand

Why I write ...

it grounds me

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Striptease

My first job ...

working at a major department store's linens department

My best moment ...

too great to list

My inspiration ...

is the written word and great friends

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sorrow

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On the old record player in my basement,
I introduced my lover to the songs of Leonard Cohen.
The scratchy LP record distracted us from our differences
on the night before he left me.
With our bodies fiercely pressed together,
we cried on each other's naked shoulder
until Leonard Cohen gently reassured us
hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

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