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They call me a dancer, butFor years / I have gasped in / Music / replacing myself / with it, / finding its expression / better
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Feb 21, 2015
Sung from underwaterI hear it echo / deep beneath / like water that drips / one drop at a time / into a quiet cavern. /
2m
Jan 31, 2015
If I CouldLike the swooned flamingo / Fall clumsily / into my arms, soft bird. / Against me gently, / Your sle
1m
Jan 19, 2015
Take down the street lightsTake down the street lights / I"m not afraid of the dark, / Nor am I any less vulnerable / if my iso
2m
Jan 18, 2015
Revisiting My Friend, the TreeThe feeling is like mushrooms. / That's the only way I can explain it, / but to sobers I say, / It's
3m
Jan 18, 2015
Fun with Alliteration: 'G'Gloom and / Gusto / Degrade my little hands, / Green with the slime / and grime / and grit / and sti
1m
Jan 18, 2015
Mushrooms, and my friend the TreeGolly gee, a tree! / So tall he stands, as from a dream. / I stroke his spine, but without a purr /
1m
Jan 18, 2015
Fun with Alliteration: 'F'Feminine hands / Fumbling / Over the half-smoked bowl, / the lighter - / fft, fft, fft - / and the f
1m
Jan 18, 2015
The feeling of sunshineLush beautiful days / where it's cold in the shade / in cities in California / I can't remember the
1m
Jan 18, 2015
Fun with Alliteration: 'W'White in the face, I / Wonder, from / Where / Did all this stress and / Worry come? / My hands start
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Jan 18, 2015
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