Award-Winning Author Stefanie Worth
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conversational silences

A Collection of Poetry

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"Tender emotions are the words that pop in my mind when I think of Conversational Silences by Stefanie Worth. The book was written with a delicate hand and the words allowed passion and love to seep through. Readers of poetry will enjoy the gentleness of the compilation."
Jennifer Coissiere
Words Mosaic Reviews

Enter my world of unspoken interchange.
Where fantasies, faux pas and fears
emerge within the words and
between the lines.

Do come in.

Here
your world and mine
swap space, time and memory,
abandoning judgment and regret
along the way.
Let's ruminate.
Discuss devotion and infidelity,
keeping time and being kept,
creating children and preserving their essence.

Remember being young in far off summers
and struggling today in your strangled reality.
In these pages find
comfort or confession --
whatever your pleasure.

I won't tell a soul.

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Winner
Paul Laurence Dunbar Poetry Competition
Detroit Writers Guild
Romance

When you said the words you swore you'd
never say, I thought instantly of birds in
flight, castles on the beach, rain in the afternoon
on our clenching bodies warm and wet.

But of course I knew you meant a partner for
the ball game when the fellas are away, someone to learn to
cook greens just like your mother and who wouldn't
scream (too loudly) in bed.

That's why I think you'll never hear those
words pass these lips. And have me barbecuing in the
rain, fixing dinner for friend-couples whose names I
do not know, sorting the linemen from the tight ends.
And hollering (softly) things that would make our mamas
shamed next to your body warm and wet.

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