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On healing and revolution

Gazing up this terrible mountain,
you say, love is not enough,
though when I add together
everything else
and stack it high above my head, 53 more words

Poetry

Your body is returned

i.

I know because you are me.
You came here afraid, chased by storms.
You huddle with spare, odd friends
who you doubt you can trust. 279 more words

Poetry

To Donald Trump and all the other letches throughout my long life, starting at age 11 and continuing far longer than anyone would expect

or,

The meadow prefers no trespassers

It is not for nothing that I seek payment
for you to come near my soft body.
It is a design to hold you off, just so, 166 more words

Poetry

When Mothers of Africa meet for Brunch...

The month of May has three important days that essentially recognize blood, sweat and tears: Workers Day, Mother’s Day and Africa Day. I salute the hardest workers of them all: mothers and mother figures everywhere but especially those on this great continent, who persevere against all odds. 1,096 more words

Africa

Clarity

I cannot say it all started that night
but that is when it became clear: dark,
full, swelling wounds of inobvious origin
bursting their seams, flying upon us all. 155 more words

Poetry