Nursing Venus

Perhaps I should at the breast but she bites behaves badly she preys a pretty pot I bought her a shrine a sanctum filled it with with...

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FEMININITY

Tick tock The hands on a clock Move slower for the worker For the female Who gets paid lower Wages upon checkbook pages I spend all my time...

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Darkbloom

Night blossom, hawkish, witchy wiles, lovechild in lightning with a pedophile. My Cue, best book, biography. By art beguiled, betrothed to...

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I Weep With Discovery

Is there one moment, one singular, clarifying flash out of the millions I’ve lived in this intricate, perplexing life when I realized I...

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The Reformation

I became a poet the night I didn’t die that long fuckin night smothered guilt suffocated shame unaccountable years pills and dead prayers...

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Someone Like Me

If you think having a role model and seeing people who are like you when you are growing up is not essential, you are wrong. The power of...

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How I Became a Citizen of the United States of America

My parents had sex; nine months later I was born. My citizenship is a result of dumb luck. I did not work for it or yearn for it. I did...

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This Started off as a Love Poem

Youth is you, O brother mine. Golden clock hands choose Angles, acute/obtuse Considering the dial, as does your smile. Sometimes it’s...

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