Tag Archives: Musing

The First Wall

It has been a rough morning. My body is still adjusting to a dramatic change in medication. I ache. My mind feels clouded. Replaying in my head are the words, I CAN’T DO THIS! I’m staring at the first wall. Myself. My … Continue reading

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Smoke and Fire

She talks to God through men who take her prayers and toss them from hand to hand examining them for tones and octaves of dissent. She knows this, and perfectly picks her words to prove her loyalty; to prove her … Continue reading

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We Don’t Need Their Stones

She waits before their altar With bloody hands And dirty feet; Hoping to come clean In the water They claim is for washing But drink like bourbon. Honey, You won’t find holy there. Only scorn for ashes. They don’t know … Continue reading

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When I Didn’t Make Much of You…

When I didn’t make much of you;When I could no longer hide the bruises;When I refused to pretend the cracks in my skin were shadows,Instead of pointing to your cross,You threw stones.You made these bonesA home for guilt,And a place … Continue reading

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Inner Fire

We are holding the inward life of ourselves; A reflection of light Burning bright against our dark. By its fires, We wait for a better dawn.

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Crass Thoughts and Penis Poetry

Today I went on a poetic binge exploring a wide range of diverse poetry sites, journals, and blogs. I was out to take in art, be exposed to creative perspectives, and appreciate the varied styles that make up the poet’s voice. I … Continue reading

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