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There are variegated color hairs on my head, Yarn all fuzzy and wild One inch from my scalp there is red Lush auburn you...
In the interlocking limbs of two eucalyptus trees I see your soul. Can you know it’s me gazing at you from the win...
I went home, but I’d grown to outsize the furniture. My fingers were even longer than my mother’s hands. Lik...
in the voice of the dead assorted bodies tempt us in a basket speak to the dead they guffaw back enfold in the breeze a ...
35 years of living with only five fingers to help out with my closed fist I have confined all time and space Cabbage pot...
distance measured by silence stretching oceans away no bridge. love letter red lipstick kiss perfumed words inside no re...
Lady of Long Silence and Restraint, these flailing words are predetermined to become more active than sound, for I have ...
I live in a thatched bungalow by the sea. Palm trees reach skyward at my doorstep and a small cove of salty Andaman wate...
Cold, kisses on dove arms, skinny like the eyes of a starved dancer. 1989, flashbulbs bursting, sharp shards of lightnin...
like blood like ink when bit are bitter- what did you expect? tethered wife, you spend half the cold year below. relucta...
Stone The Question is: With what Question do you sculpt the answer:“I write because I cannot paint.”She asks while w...
A cracked ceramic cup of quickly cooling coffee on a dirty, tiled tabletop in need of a good wipe sat next to a small pu...
Tradition weighs her down, petticoat rebellion becomes a new fad, she just can’t bear to watch or to see, as her d...
A mineral comfort amidst cold marble and glass. Women have done this before. Look upon my cracked brass mirror-face; hea...