Silly Girl of Gobetweens

Silly girl of gobetweens Ends justifying means And she sings Sewing seams Connecting lies to dreams Silly girl of gobetweens Make room for the truth of things All the days Going all the ways End the sordid schemes Silly girl of gobetweens Life in utero, begin the...

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I choose life Even bloody life It can burn like fire The bloodiness of that word It sounded like Justification The feeling of it Bound me ’round my waist And my throat I couldn’t see my way clear Until I chose My eyes were covered And then I chose I...

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Write a poem/story using all five senses – 5 min. They didn’t tell me how the gas would smell as we ran through the maze. That tangy, nasty bitter bite that whooshed all around us in the humid air on our skin. I tried to be cool, but cool thought I was awkward and...

Without A Story

I was born without a story. Well, according to them I was. The girls saw prey. Saw me, and decided to feast. They said I had no story, and therefore was fit for devouring. I was an outsider, and I was content. But then someone told me to come in, but her voice smelled...

Grandma’s Way Pt 3

  I practically floated home on the strange idea, or hope rather, that I would somehow be whisked into her window to the kitchen table, where magic would ensue. I would sit there like a seven-year-old, and my legs would swing from the chair as Grandma would make...