there was a girl on the back who stared at him. with shoes that looked like hers.
it was her. looking at him.
holding on to another.
driving away from him.
going away with the other.
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First things first || The World Has Changed, People! || Eve and her Apple || Look for the Love in it || The Path
Poems happen
2009 Love Poem || Lonely coffee || Watching & Receiving || Love happens || Rives Slam || Rooted || Gaurded
Yogas
Off the mat || Making space || Like water || It's OK || What's the word... || The cynical critical
Dealing with yo' sh*t
Be open || Wiggle Room || Work it out
Funny to me
Bitter Betty? || The real truth about Cats and Dogs || Moderation who? || Twilight Confessional
Personal favorites
Live with Less || Letting them in, letting them go || No words
First things first || The World Has Changed, People! || Eve and her Apple || Look for the Love in it || The Path
Poems happen
2009 Love Poem || Lonely coffee || Watching & Receiving || Love happens || Rives Slam || Rooted || Gaurded
Yogas
Off the mat || Making space || Like water || It's OK || What's the word... || The cynical critical
Dealing with yo' sh*t
Be open || Wiggle Room || Work it out
Funny to me
Bitter Betty? || The real truth about Cats and Dogs || Moderation who? || Twilight Confessional
Personal favorites
Live with Less || Letting them in, letting them go || No words
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