we need ice cream.
any flavor, cone or cup.
it reminds us
to enjoy life to its
fullest
before it melts away.
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- the empty tree
- my summer sang in me
- what doesn't kill you
- she was hardly here
- some dinner
- inhale exhale
- let em run
- we're never ready
- the same old news
- rainy day museum
- table for two
- the discount lawyer
- when she slips away
- sentimental
- the grey haired band
- hammer and nail
- and a cherry on top
- true dedication
- thinking about baseball
- a day at confession
- the sugar bowl
- turning back the clock
- Cupid at the Coffee Shop
- turning on the light
- an old photo
- the writing class
- cold shower therapy
- the love knife
- a bowl of health
- give it a day or so
- halcyon summer
- should we move
- when you've had enough
- which way from here
- Hazmat situation
- five things you need to know
- a toast
- so it goes
- september memories
- the shadows of her life
- the mystery of girls
- postcard from italy
- beyond the clouds
- thank god it's monday
- Easter at Home
- the wedding party
- out of the fog
- losing the will to live
- We Had Nothing In Common
- so long ago
- come clean
- leave the leaves
- be home by ten
- one door closes
- a better road
- before it melts
- pumpkin time
- proof is in the pudding
- bring it inside
- no stamps
- get the bum out
- he's changed
- we need some
- paddling out
- emerald green
- in love and in nature
- making it new again
- the oasis of peace
- poltergiest
- the snap of truth
- the puzzle almost done
- the cake of you
- the dark house
- the break in
- the high road
- platonic relationships
- the castle life
- why worry her
- you'll just paint more houses
- the nearest exit
- the holiday party
- the gypsy life
- tequila mockingbird
- the phone call
- fading memories
- a year of seasons
- if you could read my mind
- staying fresh
- her ups and downs
- christmas girl
- a peach
- treasures
- train out of the city
- sunday night
- play ball
- nine pounds three ounces
- they disappear
- if you get this, come on over
- i need some cake
- a goodnight kiss
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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