Raindrop
Raindrop The first touch, lightning, soft, was wrapped up in a neat bow. It was a fire on a summer day that had sudden…
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Tortured Souls Tortured souls No one knows The mental distortions Traumas in motion Trying to survive Telling distorte…
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Guilty Pleasures
Guilty Pleasures Your pleasures My treasures Hands touch Becoming too much Feelings turn tense Deep and intense Slowly…
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This Woman's Pantoum
This Woman’s Pantoum Am I the woman the girl set out to be? That tomboy girl in button-down-fly Levis? Th…
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Scenes from My Window
Scenes from My Window bitter frost freezes my window, an unwanted guest. black cat closes its eyes, swallowed by midnigh…
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Immigrants Baggage
Immigrants Baggage Ahorangi was a six-foot Maori woman tattooed with tiger stripes. We always put Somali Joe b…
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The Power of Hope
The Power of Hope Do not become the penitent butterfly that changed its form too soon. It’s better to picture the fu…
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The Fog from the River
The Fog from the River My room was strangely dark when I woke. I checked the clock. 7:30, my usual time for waking. I op…
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Eras
Eras The slice of sky has gone ghostly between the brownstones on Fifth Avenue. It's a little after 4 pm on Friday, …
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