the ships light, fading
in the distance
that catches our eye.
we wonder
aloud
where it's going,
what port will it sail
for,
thinking
to ourselves, us too.
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- Pancakes in Three Miles
- knowing what is known
- the end is near
- the long journey home
- the Georgetown nights
- triple feature drive-in
- borderline 101
- untethered at last
- no second gear
- fading farewell
- into what will be
- the cold stare down
- the Gumby treatment
- ten acres for sale
- this might hurt a little
- my year as a nude model
- but no funny bone
- getting good advice
- the market
- how i got my black eye
- time for a massage
- five hard boiled eggs
- extending the marriage
- i'm a little bit sorry
- get out while you can
- you never forget your first love
- the scratch off card
- four double rolls of wallpaper
- in the dog house again
- another sin to confess
- the memories all boxed
- planting flowers
- the chipped cup
- the entrepreneur
- the discovery
- who he really is
- you should have that looked at
- she seemed normal when i first met her
- until sleep puts him down
- why ruin things
- excommunicated
- there was always enough
- the writing class
- it'll find you
- the clown car
- the oatmeal raisin cookie
- the bending of trees
- the same old song
- the greatest fear of all
- not yet, but soon
- duct tape decorating
- the burning bush
- i know that sound
- set in our ways
- the coin collectors
- The Decorator in Old Town
- the Chinese lettuce wrap
- spare in the trunk
- it's about time
- hidden nowhere
- what port?
- she's starting to grow on me
- freeze dry me please
- a message from above
- zip me up, sil vous plait
- another back up piece of clothing
- further cups of crazy
- you may have seen my cave art
- face to face
- killing of the pigeon
- cat fights
- perfectly imperfect
- organic, the biggest scam of all
- the bottomless purse
- talking golf
- the blind corner
- gone green
- modern medicine
- better living through chemistry
- not taking any chances
- monogrammed towels
- spring cleaning
- clearing the cobwebs
- i don't mean lettuce
- if that occurs
- i want that today
- don't go there
- the kitchen phone
- stay out of her way
- maintenance
- the errant text
- white dwarf star
- hold the door, please
- the class valedictorian
- Frenchy the chicken
- the permanace of love gone sour
- slip sliding away
- under the skin
- waterfront property
- number two pencils
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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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