Vorochta 5

yumado | February 16, 2010

Sometimes, when I’m down in the village,
Looking for a fun time,
I often consider the

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aderkatch | February 10, 2010

Under the tree there was an old bench that was made of wood, but the boards were cut unevenly and the whole thing rested on legs that were small tree stumps. On the bench the boy sat up right with his feet stretched out in front of him while crossed at the ankles. Not too [...]

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yumado | January 12, 2010

Sometimes, while riding the train,
I’m tempted to offer my seat to a woman with a child.
But then I stop to consider the humiliation, should she refuse.
So, I don’t.

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yumado | December 4, 2009

Sometimes, when I’m at the beach,
I’m tempted to go into the water.
But then I stop to consider that there is probably a big shark in there.
…So I don’t.

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yumado | November 30, 2009

A band of four writers,
Their outfits, so exquisite, so lavish,
They ride into town.
At the saloon, trouble arrives.

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