The Burning of Paper
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This was written in another era of my life. Perhaps it is hard for an outsider to understand but I look at it and smile: I survived with and because of it. I think it’s important to occasionally honor the steps in between that lead us to the more refined pieces of poetry that we [...]

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When I go missing I look everywhere Under you Around you Inside you. I feel around blindly Because I must be in there Somewhere.

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I am a crayon. You are a cray fish. I make colour And you make faces. Weee.

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This is it. It is the cyst On my ovary The cells In my cervix Turning tricks Screaming Watch me In my abnormality! We will take your Children We will take your Yiddish Like Hitler Like Israel Like the gas chamber Of Civilization. I am the baroness Of barrenness. Let’s laugh a little Yes indeed [...]

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Wanted: the sound of snow falling at night. She falls like petals All over the place. Messy. Here it is drifting toward your breast Pleading, let me in. I will encase you in my heat. Tomorrow: it is rubber and gasoline Honey, don’t put that in your mouth. It is poison. But this is our [...]