can start
over.
the cake,
the bread, too much salt,
too
much of anything, and out
it goes.
too stale, burned.
whatever, no problem.
start
over. we can make
new love.
we live
we learn.
as i have done with you.
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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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