in
the kitchen,
a cake
cooling
on the sill,
the spoon covered
in
chocolate
icing,
i understand the nature
of me
more clearly.
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- a long weekend away
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters, with humor and pathos, emotional complaints of the soul 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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