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A cement mattress can’t console a hungry woman, one huddling under a tattered blanket in thin socks and filth. A street corner is a cold place to kneel.
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It was a retail sleight of hand he never could master, the “Ma’am, I think you need a larger size” sale. Because a muffin top is flattering. Two waists are better than one.
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I knew they were bad, that gaggle of frat morons, that pack of turds. There should have been a sign above the entrance that read, “Hot saké is not a jello shot.” Or at least, “No class, no service.”
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He’d never run that fast before, though it felt like his legs, as if re-entering the atmosphere, were falling apart, tearing muscle with every step, wrenching his heels, shattering bone.
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you choose to be mine
when you take hold of my hand -
silently, i'm yours
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stoplight - (haiku love series - #2)
eyes lock in a gaze
glimpses of my future spark
then you walk away
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Other womenother writershave not hadthis easy lifethat I endure.Struggling tolive by theirwits, their workthe klink of coinsin their handswhat they haveearned themselves.Children thy haveraisedperhaps raisingthemselves;neglected, alone.Or not havingenoughto eat, to read.My…
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When all is said and donewhy am I here in the kitchenamidst dirty dishesstruggling to find my true selfwhile you go off to meditateto find your higher self?
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I used to wonderif watching me imprisonedby the Patriarchy(A word I had not learnt)made my beautiful girlwant only to be with women:that is what theVery Smart Psychiatrist said.Or later, chameleon likemy other beautiful girlbecame a miniature youin defiance of all lawsof…
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Why is it when I was lost I felt no misdirection at all only panic filling my lungs with every breath.And having found finding myself, alone, surrounded by unknown uncharted terrain I am filled with wonder and joyful refrain.
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“One of the death-stricken at Donner Lake may have said, with tremulous voice: ‘Look! There, just above us, is a beautiful house.’”
—C.F. McGlashan, History of the Donner Party
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I want a perfect American life
in shambles.
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I chose coming away because here at least I feel good — and it makes me feel I am growing very tall and straight inside — and very still — Maybe you will not love me for it — but for me it seems to be the best…
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I know you,
ladies and gentlemen
We see the near future
through you
Your factual face
as you sit indoors
Youthless
In your ordinary chair
"Mice run through their vision
Mice run through
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It’s important to sound
Human, I know
To get fragile
Near your
Mother
I myself
Get glimpses
Now & then
Once,
Eating chicken, staring
At the inside
Of a muscle
Once
During a bad thunderstorm
While running down the stairs
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