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Excuse me,
I’m a tiger
says my youngest son
crossing the kitchen.
 
He knows enough
to crouch low
and settles down
safely sitting behind
the breakfast table.
 
I flip the pancakes
as the bubbles pop
silently through the
hot batter sprinkled
with cinnamon that
fills the morning air.
 
Excuse me,
once again,
says the tiger,
but as you know
if you keep turning
your back to me
I will have [...]

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I helped my sons
a few weeks ago
make a card with
flowers cut from
colorful construction
paper and peppered
with pictures of
them being cute
as babies can be.
 
Today is supposed
to be my day
and I expect to
be doing many
more things to
show them how to
be good boys and
maybe great men.
 
There is no sunshine
again but the rain
has taken a break
when we go out
my boys [...]

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by now I know
     that you’ve been told
you’re much too smart or much too old
to believe in things
     like miracles.
i know.
     i know.
such things are rare
     and hard to hold
those childish things
     that seemed so wonderful.
© 2008 henry toromoreno

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Unicorn burgers and unicorn franks,
Unicorn sweaters and unicorn pants,
Unicorn hats and gloves came together,
Both beautifully made of unicorn leather.
Unicorn belts and unicorn shoes,
Unicorn horns made into musical flutes,
Unicorn tails and unicorn hooves,
Both lucky charms, but that’s half a truth.
Unicorns used to sing such great songs,
But there are so many uses for unicorns,
And that’s why,
That’s why [...]

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Alias and Pseudonym
met in secrecy
Pseudonym told Alias,
“I hear you tried to pass as me.”
“Ridiculous”, said Alias,
“That rumor is absurd.
The truth my friend
is more different than
anything you’ve heard.”
“Just recently,” said Alias,
“someone employed me,
to obfuscate, then recreate,
their identity.”
“So what,” said Pseudonym,
“I thought that was our job,
we’ve been doing this for quite a [...]

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© 2007 henry toromoreno

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