R.M. Dolin, February 17, 2024 It’s the bizarre juxtaposition of returning home to find a familiar friend, and being someplace new for the very first time uncertain about expectations. Seeing you again, is like looking into the tormented future of what once was, confident it’s …
Read MorePoker Face
R.M. Dolin, January 30, 2024 I quietly win at poker because of the qualityway I hide myselffrom the world.
Read MoreForever Girl
R.M. Dolin, February 7, 2024 I regret my misguided rant on our last walk and the unfortunate way I vented frustration. If only I had Aladdin’s lamp for just one wish, I’d get that moment back. I can accept we can’t be together right now, …
Read MoreWatershed Moment
R.M. Dolin, February 5, 2024 I have to see you, hold your tender hands, look deeply into your soft eyes that cannot lie, to know it’s really over. If not now, then when I’m in Paris for the Roubaix Challenge, which is currently in jeopardy. …
Read MoreDulcinea
R.M. Dolin, February 14, 2024 I’m a hapless romanticwith tenuous tethers to realitywho fantasizes about finishing at Roubaixexhausted, muddied, and worn,but joyfully happy to see you waitingin your blue dress holdinga single white roseand a soft tender smile.It’s silly I know, especially aftersaying you no …
Read MoreWho Wins the War
R.M. Dolin, January 30, 2024 Legend and lore tell a tale of the brokenhearted boy on the edge of becoming a man who plunges into inconsolable despair when the woman he intends to forever love is lost. His father reasons in vain for hope and …
Read MorePlaying the Card that Cannot Win
R.M. Dolin, January 21, 2024 You played the one fatal cardthat cannot win,the one from which there isno coming back,“the always leaving girl.”All that remains isreshuffling the deckand starting anew. . . Background poem for the novel, “The Dangling Conversation.” Kyle desperately loves Nadia, but …
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R.M. Dolin, January 21, 2024 Everything’s terminal,fleeting at an accelerated rate of evaporation.The best we can do is make it through unscathedbut in reality, we’re all damaged goodsdoing our best to not wiltand dither in high desert heat.My kisses once stole your breath,leaving you gasping …
Read MoreStarts, Stops, and Misdirections
R.M. Dolin, January 21, 2024 Life’s an awkward journey filled with starts, stops, and misdirections. Those who reach the end with any semblance of success never stop moving, never stop changing. When we no longer fear being alone, we’re no longer alone. If we let …
Read MoreLast Night
R.M. Dolin, January 19, 2024 Thank you for last night even though it was just a dream. It felt good and right to lay beside you, your head calmly resting on my shoulder while soft gentle breaths syncopate with mine as darkness collapses around the …
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