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A Cobbled PurseMy Grandma had a purse shaped like a cobbler. / It was Blackberry and soap with a good dose of thyme. / She kept it close to her side, but behind her
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Apr 11, 2012
A Foggy Window Drawing BoardBreathing life onto a cold clear surface / is what God can do, I think. / Mixing a swirling crescendo
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Mar 27, 2012
After A Final Line By Marie Howe*Not the moon itself, but the light that fell from it* / reflected off the papery wings of moths / I almost mistook for shooting stars.
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May 1, 2012
Elephants in My BedCoffins are actually rather comfortable / plush and velvety like your Grandmothers / white church gloves.
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Feb 14, 2012
It's Always Someone's BirthdayIt’s a special day to be born. / Today, the twin towers fell. / 9/11 shall always be remembered.
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Apr 11, 2012
Lineage and *** StickersIf my face were on a milk carton, who might say they know me? / Family Trees were hell, but I got Bruce Lee for a dad. / Almond-shaped eyes and yellow skin don’t flow with a white name.
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Feb 2, 2012
MykonosWhite walls washed with winter / mingle with a breeze born from ocean spray / and wind sails.
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Feb 2, 2012
My rememberRemember: / That time you put a candle in an egg roll / told me “happy birthday” and you were the
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Feb 2, 2012
My Yellow MotherWhat is my mother like? / Perhaps she is a bespectacled story weaver / knitting tales that stretch the imagination.
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Feb 2, 2012
She Kept What She TookI tried to listen to everything she said. / I tried to keep every demand in my head. / Too bad she took away from me
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Feb 2, 2012
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