My Poetry
Let it go Read more
What is it that you’re so freaked out / Thinking I might see? Read more
And then — somebody stops to share / A sunny, friendly smile… Read more
I know my prehistoric sister Sat upon her stoop this way… Read more
Obnoxiousness / Is my priviledge! Read more
… Until your own true pref’rences / You can no longer even see Read more
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