R.M. Dolin, April 10, 2024 I cannot lie, seeing you meant more than I can measure. I don’t know if due to distance or my sketchy memory, but I was blown away by your beauty and how easy you are to talk to. When I’m …
Read MoreGood-Bye Paris
R.M. Dolin, March 6, 2024 I came to say good-bye to Paris, and the only woman I’ve ever really loved. I came to let go of dreams, the best part of me, and to figure out how to move forward with shattered pieces of my …
Read MoreLoss of Love
R.M. Dolin, February 13, 2024 You’re not the first to leave me, just the one that hurts the most. I loved you without fear or regret, without a safety net or discarded shields. I believed you’d never leave, it’s a pivotal reason I fell so …
Read MoreCycling on Smiles
R.M. Dolin, February 12, 2024 It’s a silly simple bike I bought used at that shop on the edge of town during my second visit to Versailles, but I do so love it. Memories get carried on it’s glossy gray frame that only has space …
Read MoreGoodbye Girl
R.M. Dolin, January 29, 2024 The always leaving girl is gone, and in her void, an unsettled darkness descends in after-breath whispers that evaporate into contrails of discerning distraction meant to delay inevitable loneliness and returning isolation. I not only mourn the loss of her …
Read MoreDescending into Hell
R.M. Dolin, January 23, 2024 Steady glides the descent into the deep. Tossing and tumbling in free fall, bouncing off rocky ledges of false anchors before being torn away by strengthening currents of viscous indifference leaving fewer and fewer reasons for hope. Deafening darkness encroaches …
Read MoreWorrisome Dynamic
R.M. Dolin, January 16, 2024 It’s worrisome, this dynamic of recursively inviting me into your deepest most vulnerable space, places not meant to be shared, showcasing your beauty and mystery on levels that launch me into orbit. But each time I cozy close to the …
Read MoreMore Than My Lover
R.M. Dolin, January 6, 2024 You’re more than just my lover, you’re my oldest and my dearest friend, which is why it hurts so much to say goodbye, and why the intense pain of having to accept you no longer love me, never will fade.
Read MoreMisdirection
R.M. Dolin, January 2, 2024 I have witnessed the white light of forever from within the ember ashes of misdirection. Confused and uncertain, I journey back through over-traveled territory, no longer manic, just needing to be moving. A green leather chair and painting of a …
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