A Distant London Wind Late that night in London When we neared the end Of embered loves, We wandered hand in hand Past a skeletal vendor Roasting fresh ches...
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"My Special Angel"
True Romance
The Sea Lion (For Richard Brautigan) A friend says you stopped for an hour To consider its black hulk-- A dead sea lion washed up on Bolinas Bay As if no...
"Fantasy Figures"
Descant
20 DESCANT (Texas Christian University), Vol. 27 (Fa1l-Winter 1982-83) Steven Dimeo WINNER OF the $100 1983 FRANK O'CONNOR AWARD Fantasy...
Passages My Special. g el By Steve Dimeo W orried because of my weight loss and severe depression after my first wife of ten years left me early in 19...
Forest Nude W e bought her two years ago because she went with the three-tiered waterfall we added to the north side of our back yard in front of the stand o...
Catching My Death A Short Story by Steve Dimeo 3,200 words 800 N.E. Third Ave. Hillsboro, OR 97124-2321 (503) 640-1375 Dimeo7821@hotmail.com Catchin...
The Bill Collector Steven Dimeo After a week-long vacation alone at the beach trying to sort things out, Norman Majors came home to his apartment to find t...
Steve Dimeo Down to Earth Steve Dimeo A month after Lettie's February funeral, I woke up groggy from another bad night and padded into the living room of our...
I Am Salmon I was salmon, you, a too-well-done petite filet mignon, I, a dry martini up, you, a sweet Manhattan–and not so many years ago, it seems, though t...