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Musings on a Muse

- by Typewriter Fox

There is a profound emptiness in the lack of pretty green eyes.  A void that no song could ever fill.  A gap which no clever words could ever span.  A chasm echoing with the memory of her embrace.    I ache for the simple refreshments of her.  The sound of her laugh.  The way she leaned in when I reached to tuck wayward hair back behind a delicate ear.  Her smile.  The smell of her skin.  The trail of freckles down a perfect body that made me want to play a naughty game of “connect the dots.”     And then erase it and do it all over again.    She is astoundingly complicated.  Yet so graciously simple.  Flawed, but perfectly so.  Creative and brilliant, when she’s …

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1989 Was Yesterday

- by Typewriter Fox

32 years ago, we sat beside a river.   Adolescent love; hand in hand. Snow fell. Conversation froze; breath caught, suspended. She spoke of tests; a brutal admission triggering thirteen months of unwinnable battles. I lived my lifetime stuck in that conversation. And drank my coward’s death in her results.  Her reality taught me to always raise a toast. To send that letter. Answer any call. To go running after love, even in the rain. To constantly embrace the ridiculous—and to never fucking let it go. Anything to make time matter.  So we chased the stars together. We crashed; we fell. We flew back up together. We burned back down.  We danced across the belly of an Indiana skyline. Believed in naked earth kissing bare feet. Felt …

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Helplessly Hoping

- by Typewriter Fox

Monday emails are always a mixed bag.    Sometimes, they are reminders about upcoming bills you’re not sure you’ll even be able to afford that month.  Occasionally, some marketing crap, making empty discounted promises, sneaks through the filters to clog an inbox already in a state of job hunting disarray.  But well into the evening hours an unexpected reply hit a phone I had honestly been trying to avoid.  Because it seemed like it was only full of rejections.   She said my recent writing “reminded her of…us.”  And that scared the shit out of me.  Even though it was just two little letters, they still carried a significance I haven’t yet fully mastered.  And that left me feeling a long-forgotten panic as questions began to …

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