Gerard DiLeo

Joined July 2021

868 stories

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Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!

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62 Flat Earth Society. Top Story - March 2024.
It turned out the Earth really was flat. All of his data, which he knew to trust unconditionally and whose accuracy was beyond reproach, was tweaked. He had corrected for a decimal place here, a pixel there--Voila! We were so wrong all these years. About so many things. There was a new wind a'blowin'.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
No'ing It All
The one thing know-it-alls need to know Is what they don't The one thing smartasses need to realize Is another's reality
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Limbo
Where beings of sentience, Languish in nascence In shadow worlds imprisoned By dark spectrum's sin, prismed . Where the Word of God
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Regrets in Arrears
I have as many regrets As have been the secrets I've made as many mistakes As I've profited from snakes I've been as stubborn
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
True Love
AUTHOR'S NOTE: March 1 and Spring is in the air. Thus, this love story of true love. ______________________ She was the luckiest woman in the world, having her one true love. Her love was so certain, a luxury that even strong loves lack. She was also certain she was loved back.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Daguerreotypes
A mountain seems to float above The temperatures that ripple Earth below it Layers give the senses a shove You're being crippled and you know it
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
A Good Fit
Her breath on my chest Are whispers nocturnal Fomenting the day ahead Before my plans awaken . Her convexity To my concavity
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Fine Print and Asterisks
Forebode the forbidden And the roads overridden When backbreaking trysts Risk spinal discs . Fine print's for the old
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
A Perfect Month To Leap
He was a consummate mathematician, so he loved February. You could count on February. February was perfect. Four perfect weeks of seven days. Exactly 28 days. Divisible by 1, 2, 4, 7, 14, and 28. Rational.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Pipsqueaks and Such
Pipsqueaky freaky, sneaky uneasy Persnickety uppity lickety-split Stealing stealthy unhealthy beneath me Until I'm convinced and forced to acquit
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Mosquitos — Would You Miss 'Em?
Mosquitos. Would anyone miss 'em? Malaria, chikungunya, dengue, yellow fever? Genetically modified mosquitos unable to reproduce? Sounds like a great idea.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Living Doll™
The Nia® series. Cantileave 'er Alone™ She was a work of industrial art. Poetry in kinetic motion. A sensuous capacitor of potential energy.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction