God of Neighbors, and Sex


Of neighbors

Who fall in love with one another




There’s something sexy

In a high school way

About neighbors. Maybe

That’s why I’ve heard

This story l,000 times.

Martha told it today.

When we were all

In the post office.

Famous artist man

With a wife and five sons

Every single son

A drummer

Not even one

Bass guitarist

He fell in love

With his directly across the street


Married choreographer

Two children of her own

They ran away they are

Actually both

Real marathon runners

They ran away

To another small town

Just three miles away

From here. Will they

Each fall in love

With their neighbors again?

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.


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