Paloma
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“You must remember this… a kiss is just a kiss…” until it became a silken web, encasing Starsky to his core. ********************************************** Rain, a billowing curtain across the window, He stands, his breath, distressed, fogs the pane, cold air wraps around him and stays. Palms massage eyes, parched and hungry for sleep. ************************************************ How did it come apart? Like a… -
She washed the cup, three times, an anniversary gift… white with pale lilacs, inattentive to time “Why did you go?”…plaintive….groping… “I’ve never been strong” “Could I have said…explained it better?” A slammed door. Words at the kitchen table… round and round in her mind…. like the carousel at Coney Island, his favorite as a child. “Bubeleh….she groaned… my son….my life…”… -
“One coffee, lots of sugar” “One yogurt shake with papaya” Trees laden with white fireflies…. a black wrought iron table for two “Let’s sit here” “This is relaxin’ ” “What a rough week” Shadows crawl across the sienna tiled plaza… The pink of dusk follows… “Do you hear that?” “What? Music?” Drifting like smoke over the plaza….. The two men… -
This was My Plan from the beginning: “Ken Hutchinson” “Glad to meet ya…Dave Starsky” I knew your needs before you did: “I’m kind of estranged from my family.” “Nicky and I were never close.” I laughed at your innocent pranks: “Real funny, Hutch.” “Heard you reported your car stolen” “Why didn’t you tell me you moved it?” “Guess I forgot,…
