Behind the door was everything I ever wanted—
the door I had drawn on a napkin
and left behind on the table after I paid my bill
I walked the streets as though wandering the desert
pretending I couldn’t hear the deities between the dunes
calling out promises with tongues of gold
The world in exchange for nothing much, just my soul
They were easy to ignore
with my hand in my pocket wrapped around my ballpoint pen
that I knew I could use to draw everything I ever wanted
on the next napkin I found
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This feels a little different from what I normally write. Hope you like it!
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Photo by Zoran Borojevic on Unsplash
Mitchel David Ring 
15 responses to “On Napkins”
I do like it!
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Thanks so much (:
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I find myself smiling as I read this. Notes of optimism and determination. I like it!
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Thanks Dawn! I’m glad you liked it (: cheers
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It is, and I like it! Just like Dawn, I’m leaving with a smile on my face.
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Thanks so much! (:
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some of my best moments have been captured on a napkin so this really resonated with me:)
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It’s the perfect space for an idea! Cheers (:
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Indeed I do!
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Thanks! Cheers (:
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Aren’t napkins the realm of endless possibilities? Wonderful writing! 🙂
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They definitely are! Cheers (:
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I liked this one a lot Mitchel ❤ Great job!
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Thanks so much! Glad you enjoyed it (: cheers
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