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stains the cup if left standing,

remember the hotel, 1964,

we used to scour them especially

round the handle, then the base.
  Oct 2022 The Sick Red Carnation
Jay M
“You look nice today”
I say every day
To you, beautiful boy,
And happily I’ll say it
Until I have words no more,
Or even without words,
For I only need eyes,
Or perhaps hands and lips.

- Jay M
October 11th, 2022
I wrote this on a small piece of paper, folded it into an origami pigeon, and gave it to the guy I like! I told him not to lose it, and he said, "I tend to forget things, but I'll try my hardest not to lose it."
(Nothing happens unless first we dream.
Carl Sandburg)


Wet leaves leave traces
on the stony path to
Dreamland.  I Have
slippery intentions.

Tomorrow will decay these
thoughts.  Mind's tricks
pretend that the wet
leaves slip

up.

The dream ends.

Nothing
happens.


Caroline Shank
10.11.2022
  Oct 2022 The Sick Red Carnation
Laura
if i was your type
would i be smaller than you in stature
the force of my words softer,
my thoughts easier to live under?
if i was your type
would i be a light read?
the picture painted black and white,
while my greys keep growing with age.
if i was your type
the stress of a minimum reaction
feels more natural than breathing,
the double texts reciprocal.
if i was your type
would you want me then,
in the same ways that i want,
for only the sake of company?
  Oct 2022 The Sick Red Carnation
Enzo
The weirdest dream
I ever had
was you
not being in it
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