Tuesday Poems
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Does the lamb know She was raised In a lion’s den? Do the lions knowThey infected her bones, When they gnawed On her like a passing snack? Was her mother A sheep or A subservientLioness? Do the lions know, She was never a sheep, But a tiger, That took a while, To find her stripes and fangs? Their lamb escapedin the sinking dusk. Uncertain if she…
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7th grade, standing in her carpeted bathroom. Told her I didn’t think college was for me. A tight lipped lasered eyed mother,Took me by the shoulders. With severity not often heard by her sweet mouth,She said to me: “There’s nothing in this world for a woman Without an education.” I didn’t yet understand women had…
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Do you remember the first time you felt safe?Do you remember the way it tasted? Swallowing the soft thump Of a heart finally, at rest. Do you remember the first time you were afraid?Did you shake and hyperventilate? Chattering hairs screamDown the back of a petrified spine. Do you think you deserved these things? Were…
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Wet brushThick paper Green countersDryer tumblingShe’s looking out the Mudroom window My wide eyes are memorized Her wet brush gliding along the special paper.a Lily I swore was aliveBut somehow barely thereHer hand so steady Unlike mine Art jumping off the page Radiating life Every table set,Out of a magazine,Understood how to make the colors…
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Dad, I don’t want to look at you today. I don’t want to think about the hoots and hollers of pure joy when we sat atop those snowy mountains. When all the stress crinkles in your forehead melted away. No, I don’t want to think about those days. They make me wonder too much about…
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Did they know I was drowning?He told me we weren’t actually related His words are leeches inside my brainSucking the belonging out of my head They were sharksI was a birdNot really their sisterJust barley their daughterHanging by thread Laced round my neck Trying to show themI could swim
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He told me we weren’t actually related His words are leeches inside my headSucking the belonging out of my head They were sharksI was a birdNot really his sisterJust barely their daughterHanging by thread Laced round my neck Trying to show themI could swim



