Stories tagged “Philadelphia”

  • What's Up?

    Carl walked down the street in Philadelphia. Some dumb punks were graffitiing on the walls of a closed haberdashery, and the police were on the scene. Officers were getting sprayed with paint from aerosol cans while onlookers were shouting “Polic...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • Infatuation with a Splash

    (8/23/10 – Day 26) I woke up this morning with a smile on my face. He ask me, let’s take a bath… I slid in my crawl foot bath tub, after him. He sat in my lap, with my legs wrapped around him, Both facing the same direction, I pressed...

    • Author: Mr. Reeses
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • He Lives in My Thoughts

    (8/28/10 – Day 31) Today I walked in the rain with him We didn’t say a word to each other Just listening to the rhythm of rain dropping from the clouds His smile was so enticing to me. He grabbed my hand & he nodded to me. I sometimes t...

    • Author: Mr. Reeses
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Days After

    (11/12/10 – Day 109) Today I decided to take a walk by myself. It was absolutely amazing being by myself. Its been a long time since I’ve enjoyed the the cool autumn breeze And watched the different color leaves fall down. Its been a long time ...

    • Author: Mr. Reeses
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Tattooed

    (11/14/10 – Day 111) Today I decided to curl up with a good book. I can see the leaves still falling from the trees from my bedroom window. The setting is perfect, low R&B music, Elmo slippers, romantic tales in my hand. The soul of Philadelp...

  • A Single Yellow Lily

    (12/01/10 – Day 128) Today I felt myself about to cry after work. My little 3rd graders knew that I wasn’t feeling good; So after school, I bought a new pair of red Valentino Pumps, and a little backless black dress. Everyone turned their head,...

  • No Key

    (12/02/10 – Day 129) When your trapped and there’s just no key, & you can’t breathe … I breathe for you Tonight was supposed to be about me, but it wasn’t I am stressed to the tip, with my mortgage, the people at my job, m...