Posts
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Don't Marry Me Haiku
sorrows and prayers.
are you a child or a bride?
thief, don't pray for me
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Simple ASL
Bend your middle and ring
forward
Hold them to your palmthe rest, they stay up
and now you brandish
a weapon of a sign -
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Muse of Mine
You love to paint.
You teeter on the line between
Hedonism and Asceticism
with every move of your fingers
each shape you make in the clay
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Get Out
Snap, clap, bite
Maybe you'll wake up
to a small mercy raining heavily
on your roof
or maybe you won't.
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Small Towns at Sunset
I go biking near dusk, when the sun skims the surface of the horizon and the owls begin to hoot and the bugs begin to bite.
Loves
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i beg of you
this is not a poem.
this is not a song.
this is not metaphor, a sonnet, an ode, not a ballad, a rant, not even a dream–
this is a plea.
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Oh little girl
"Oh little girl,"
They say with distain
Usually followed by a suggestion on how to change myself
But I don't want to change
"Oh little girl,"
With tears in their eyes
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The Coming Climb
No.
I refuse to be afraid.
We are so caught in the coming climb
We forget to turn and see the cliffs we've scaled.
I am living in a country where a woman is bracing for a climb to greater heights
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Absence of the Crown
I rule a kingdom incompetent of content,
My brain may be the bearer of my walls,
The encapsulated fluency of marrow in this bone,
These rugged feet yearn strolling farther in the night;
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not
every day my friend asks me
how many days.
every day my answer shrinks
and we shudder
willing ourselves to believe in light and truth and good
but can't help whispering
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