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I feel the bones of my sanity
drying. My life used to stand with
a straight spine, to make
sense. Now if I so much as
look at life – at sense – or
even think about it, it disintegrates between
my fingers like a desiccated clump of
sand to the bottom of an
hourglass from which
nothing, no minute, no grain, [...]

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I cannot see why Heaven should not have
a man who loves so well.
But if his own creator should not have him,
Be certain that I will.

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why must itself up every of a park
anus stick some quote statue unquote to
prove that a hero equals any jerk
who was afraid to dare to answer “no”?
quote citizens unquote might otherwise
forget(to err is human;to forgive
divine)that if the quote state unquote says
“kill” killing is an act of christian love.
“Nothing” in 1944 AD
“can stand against the argument [...]

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i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday;this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings:and of the gay
great [...]

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Don’t step on a crack, or you’ll break your mother’s back.
I believe my path has an unusually cracked-up surface. Paralyzed under the pressure of dodging endless spiderweb cracks that even my tiny Cinderella feet cannot dodge, I have jumped into the arms of mother- and father-figures and insisted they carry me. As a [...]

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Perhaps I should prepare to be cut down
For my blasphemous words.
But I never said that I condoned these thoughts;
I merely thought them.

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You talk as if the devil gave us life,
And Christ endured the fall.
Your “Heaven” only takes predestined men;
At least Hell wants us all.
The one who carves wood figures for his fire,
Well, he might be a lord.
But surely he looks up to someone higher:
His maker, who adored.
Perhaps the angels catch us from below,
While devils stay above.
What [...]

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By killing all the killers,
We tried to make it right.
But no one who was murdered has
Come back to life tonight.
By taxing all the masters’ kin,
We tried to make it right.
But no slaves of past centuries
Are walking free tonight.
By raping all the rapists,
We tried to make it right.
But no one who remembers shame
Forgets that night tonight.
By [...]

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I’ve inherited from my mother a tendency to assume, just because something horrible could happen, it will happen. Mom’s term for assuming the worst was “being realistic”. I often heard her scolding cousins and family friends who were enjoying thoughts of love and a positive future, “You are living in a fantasy world!” [...]

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Painting by Stephen B. Whately
My unconscious is giving me clues. Last night, I dreamed a woman was massaging my back, telling me how much I hurt, and rubbing away my pain. I felt a tremendous calm that I hadn’t felt since…well, since being held as a baby. I think the woman in [...]

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