Jack Martin

Joined January 2018

3 stories

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How pretty it is to influence others in this way and creates positive ripples in the pond of the world.

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Her Blue Ribbon
She remembers the day he had gone away and all the words she could not say. For she was a stuttering fool with dopey bangs and kept her heart at bay.
By Jack Martin8 years ago in Poets
I Just Wanted the Boy
I just wanted the boy. I wanted the ocean view of his eyes. I wanted to feel his dark mousy hair between my fingers. I wanted to trace his smooth skin again and kiss his soft lips that tasted like peppermint.
By Jack Martin8 years ago in Poets
Paper
I can never say what I want to say exactly. I can't find the words to even begin as I smile down at your loving text. Where do I begin?
By Jack Martin8 years ago in Poets