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Bell's Palsy
On one side, my mouth opens ready to shout On the other, it's shut, biting it's tongue. Torn by desire crushed under obligation how does one find love a superficial angel on one side and a judgemental devil on the other It's a disease I told myself If one side smiles long enough, or the other side folds I can almost blend in. Fitting in, until I had to speak. Then the farce that I was well fell down. One side shouts a guttural moan the other whispers regurgitated data. "W
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Displacement and Belonging (CatDog)
Sometimes I feel like a cat raised by dogs. I’ve learned to walk like a dog, bark like a dog, even chase my own tail. I’ve absorbed the...
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Have You Gone to a Psychic?
I didn’t ask if you believed just if you’ve ever found yourself, by chance, in front of a $5 palm reading sign and thought, why not? She...
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B.C. and A.C.
Before I had children. After I gave birth to two. B.C. and A.C. Was there a time before I became a mother? I don’t remember Not in the...
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My Mother's Anxiety
I held some grapes more than my hand could grasp. Some tumbled onto the floor and fled. I ran to retrieve them, as if someone stood...
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Bridge Person
I crossed the bridge Hoping to find the other half. Instead, only strange faces staring back With gestures and voices I didn't recognize Stuck halfway on the bridge here and there, not belonging anywhere. They say bridge people can only cross under the guise of a well dressed cowboy. A smooth talker A fast walker and all around hard worker. If you're in a hurry Or craving company, You might pass us, people like me part conman, part dreamer, part home Have some tea Grab some c
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