Looking for Love in All the Wrong Person — 2

Is she a muse or a mutterer? Surely in speech she is, a mutterer. Like so many of her youth. My nephew is like this.

But no, I mean a mutterer to me. In my thoughts. The soft drone of something indecipherable and unimportant. The flutter of a plane over the Hudson.

But she haunts. Is it really only a push to feel? For that only? This boil of excitement.

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Roberta Degnore

Roberta Degnore

writer, traveler, renaissance activist-- what? .................my books: The Assistance of Vice, Until You See Me, Invisible Soft Return:\ on amazon