All Posts By Megan Garner

Glass

You, Torn One, With Arms crossed And Eyes that sting, You Hate me As God hates me- With total, complete Authority. The red-stained string...

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Sometimes I Find Her

Sometimes I find her so heavy with thought, She can’t remember where she put it, the thing, the one thing she ought to bring to the...

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The Ocean is a Woman

  The ocean is a woman. She is vast and she is changing, And she does not hide from us All her forms, all her shades, All her faces....

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