Category: freedom
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Poem before dying
Lorca wrote of roosters, of eating cemetery grass, of weeping little boys, of snow, of guitars, of murder, of women dropping off to sleep, of a resurrection that will never come, and he makes me weep. I write of barking dogs and feral cats, of trash on asphalt courts, of weeping little boys, of warm…
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Questions for a podophiliac
Tell me, what’s so cool about glass slippers you only wear at royal balls? Calves are sexier in high heels and the butt angle is more inviting. When I think of slippers I think of fuzzy comfort to keep your feet warm not something that may shatter, if a Prince Charming steps on your foot.…
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surrender
for a moment in time a drop of dew hung swelled and quivered in sun vibrated yellow, orange and red blue and green released its grip on a leaf surrendered its form to the pull of earth 7-26-20
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Pet Obedience School in a Time of Voter Suppression
Chose a pet wisely if they’re rambunctious when no one is watching, let the shelter put the free-spirited to sleep Habituate them to a cage, jerk their chain and when you demand obedience they’ll follow quietly behind performing for treats —-Dedicated to all the voters who stood in line for hours trying to vote 6-16-20
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Front yards
You want a house on the edge of town land enough for a garden, chickens and guinea hens You want a screened porch to keep mosquitoes at bay and a stately oak tree to day dream under You want a nice cafe and coffee shop to walk to an independent book store next to the…
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The Leaping Stone
It’s not winning you crave, but losing you fear It’s not the destination, but the journey A satiated stone cannot move on its own It must wait to be broken Gathered up in green and consumed To run forests, swim rivers or fly In the stochasticity of brokenness Resides your seeking soul Leap from your…
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Three Haiku Wrapped in Medusa’s Curls
imagine a she walking alone cool of moon narcissistic he imagine a she her beauty accepts no guilt avenges Medusa imagine a she who walks alone brunet night the fear of rape dead 11-5-19
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