Everyday women, nothing common about us or our experiences ...yet...one woman's experiences are everywoman's experiences.
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Grandmother put on airs;
patting kitchen-churned butter30 lines, 8 comments, on Nov 30 6:02 PM 2008. In Personal
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“Once a runner, always a runner,” they said.
27 lines, 4 comments, on Nov 25 10:46 AM 2008
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It’s raining here today; that sudden sullen sky was determined
to douse dancing dreams of children -
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I forget the color of those eyes,
that hair, that sweater that was your favorite -
You do not know our names; only our shapes
and gender that sit, darkly, in living rooms,39 lines, 9 comments, on Apr 14 11:01 AM. In Society
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she is nothing but a little white-skinned baby,
but she notices things like dark hair, dark eyes, -
she wouldn’t have it; peeling off flakes of fingernail
so they would not land in the dough,53 lines, 4 comments, on Apr 15 10:20 PM. In Thoughts
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After so many farewells and grateful greetings,
these empty eons of time;25 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 21 11:58 AM. In Angst
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Once, for some unknown caveman reason,
my young blond-haired gentle son,22 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 21 12:15 PM. In Angst -
I have hidden my tracks, away, well;
scrubbed my path clean of evidence,21 lines, 2 comments, on Apr 26 10:28 AM
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35 lines, 7 comments, on Apr 26 7:38 PM. In Adult
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The eye knows when to shut,
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Winter has left it moldy breathe,
dark and moody under gray-yellow leaves57 lines, on Apr 28 12:11 PM. In Angst
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I have never written you a letter, nor made that phone call,
all I have had are these reams47 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 28 1:08 PM. In Angst
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Usually, when her toes dug into edge of sky,
she was pushing life away with a wish to fly.21 lines, 4 comments, on May 8 11:54 PM
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Perhaps she was meant to raise other people’s children,
or her womb refused to sustain birth,38 lines, 8 comments, on May 9 1:19 PM. In Society
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a personal compass
hanging south instead of north,29 lines, 1 comment, on May 17 9:24 AM. In Pain
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sticky walk on foreign ground
click and tick of time and travel20 lines, 2 comments, on May 28 10:50 AM. In Society
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between inhale and exhale;
a moment worth mentioning,21 lines, 12 comments, on May 17 5:20 PM. In sad -
In her furtherest reaches
there might be apple warm days -
lip-sealed and half-sunk
love lists in shallow water29 lines, 5 comments, on Jul 9 11:21 PM. In Angst
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walking through a forest of feelings,
I kept my eyes towards tough trunks35 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 13 8:20 AM. In Love -
Save me, cried limp lackluster lilies
Under a curdling sky36 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 13 10:41 AM -
Little bouquets bundles between bindings
have spawned and aged like yellowed edges28 lines, 4 comments, on Jul 13 3:17 PM -
if flight tasted like moon, or sun, or sky
25 lines, 6 comments, on Jul 26 9:33 AM
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He said:
there are pictures in our sky,28 lines, 8 comments, on Aug 8 4:16 PM. In Sad
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sun-lick swarm of light
wrapping me like warm arms36 lines, 5 comments, on Sep 19 1:58 PM. In Hope
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gold-leafing on a granite wall seals sentences
a poet cannot retrieve without rust forming45 lines, 3 comments, on Oct 7 9:57 PM
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sorrow has never suffocated even one petal
40 lines, 8 comments, on Oct 15 9:20 PM. In Sorrow
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Beautiful birds are gone, surrendering this stunned forest
to raucous call of crows; those omen-bearing messengers -
I have spoken to clutches of green grass
waiting for me to speak to them -
Sabbath Rose of evening falls
amidst dust of the deceased30 lines, 6 comments, on Oct 26 3:30 PM. In Society
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