Sunday, April 2, 2023

You

 


You were born on this day

And I played the fool for you

Then, when I realized what I had done

I left

And now you’re the fool, creating imaginary bonds where there are none, dreaming of going back in time and wasting the present at the expense of the future

Every April 1 I remember and forget


Saturday, April 1, 2023

Celebrating Poetry Month - April 1

 


April 1

“There is no April fools at the newspaper,” he said. This normally laid-back publisher was stern.

This new boundary in an office of shifting boundaries was welcome.

I hate practical jokes.

They hurt.

They steal trust.

They lead to emptiness, anger, leaving…

 

I guess that rule no longer exists.

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