Hija de la Luna
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Wednesday, October 24, 2012
I'm Still Angry
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In my dreams I am victorious I am not just a kid My innocence abounding Still silly and giddy Unaware of my womanly body I ...
Friday, October 19, 2012
Femme Fatale
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Stop by my bed tonight Wordlessly strip down While I sit to watch I don’t want to speak what I could communicate with my body And wh...
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Sunday, October 14, 2012
The Magic Between the Living and the Dead
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“Have you ever seen a deer so small, it’s like the size of my dog,” Brad* said. “I didn’t realize it was dead,” I said when we decide...
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Sunday, October 7, 2012
The Spider Above My Head
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LISTEN TO IT: Background music: The Cinematic Orchestra, Awakening of a Woman READ IT: Melancholy looms over me like a spider h...
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
The Mirror
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I haven't been a nice person lately...to myself anyway, possibly others. There are 8 limbs of yoga : yama, niyama, asana, pranay...
Monday, September 24, 2012
When the Smoke Clears...
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Her daughter has failed her in all the important things. She is doomed to spend her life alone because she cares nothing for finding a hus...
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Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Weekend Confession
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I left town without really telling anyone so it wasn’t a huge surprise that my family kept calling me. Nor was it surprising, considerin...
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