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“A man of my acquaintance once wrote a poem called "The Road Less Traveled", describing a journey he took through the woods along a path most travelers never used. The poet found that the road less traveled was peaceful but quite lonely, and he was probably a bit nervous as he went along, because if anything happened on the road less traveled, the other travelers would be on the road more frequently traveled and so couldn't hear him as he cried for help. Sure enough, that poet is dead.”
― The Slippery Slope
― The Slippery Slope
“Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.”
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“As it has been said:
Love and a cough
cannot be concealed.
Even a small cough.
Even a small love.”
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Love and a cough
cannot be concealed.
Even a small cough.
Even a small love.”
―
“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”
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“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.”
―
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.”
―
Cheri’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Cheri’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
150 books
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667 friends
4 books
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20 friends
0 books
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12 friends
9 books
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18 friends
1 book
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82 friends
0 books
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97 friends
1 book
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59 friends
60 books
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12 friends
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