Hiding Below

You commented on the bags under my eyes I said “thank you, they’re designer” And I meant it Because I designed them myself With...

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Dusk falls in the night with no end

Hours slip by ticking Out cells of my eyes One laborious, one Yogurt, wet, heavy Slides thick like thighs Waitout the drumlike Dance of...

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The State Of Us Women

Young ghosts comb dreams so vast they splinter in twelve and are bruised irregular by twenty. Your age is the number of stars that have...

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10 Hopeful Hacks for Beating the Holiday Blues

I am not a fan of beating the blues advice that is patently gratuitous, overdone, or quite obvious. Yes, a walk on the beach sounds...

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Anarchy

I am anarchy in your pacifist bed I am your guilt your foolish fear love your unsated lust I am your revolution filthy riches your poverty...

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MARGARET

Within her green garden; an hedged veranda filled with buckets of lilies, sweet herb pockets, a sunburnt chandelier dimming in the breeze...

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If I Was Your Child    

Would you cover me in a coat of armor So my blood didn’t weep If I was your child Would you shield me from the dark The boogeyman...

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GIRL-6

She finds her resolve upstairs, in a built-in cupboard in her bedroom, a cool black nook between eaves. She empties the house of herself,...

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