November 17, 2015 Leave a comment


I call you mine

not to possess

not to own

I call you mine

because you are

my walls down

my muse and my light

my weekly fortress

my desire’s thirst


the smile on my lips

the blush of my cheeks

the nook for my snuggles

the taste taster of mystery dishes

the gentle bugbuster who

is more a bug handler

the deliverer of unexpected flowers

the co-lover of salted caramel gelato

the words to my poetry

the warmth to my soul

my reminder to breathe

my heart filled

you are mine.

11.51 p.m. November 17, 2015  Madison Park, Seattle

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October 21, 2015 Leave a comment

woman stops caring

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October 19, 2015 Leave a comment
We live, we die. Somewhere along the way, if we’re lucky, we may find someone to help lighten the load.
–  Justin Cronin, The Passage
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October 8, 2015 Leave a comment

if you're something

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October 7, 2015 Leave a comment
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
– Leo Buscaglia
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October 6, 2015 Leave a comment

We walked into hell together and came out separately. Adversity was a gift. A refinement. I am not without scars from the third degree burns. You inhaled all of me in deeply and exhaled me out as ashes.

  • GB Anthikkat


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October 3, 2015 Leave a comment


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