Rebecca A Kinman Writing

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To Erica Jong

To Erica Jong

A Poem by Rebecca A Kinman

1. when I put your poetry in my mouth its sweet cinnamon seeps out through my pores and with baby hands grasps tiny little notebooks ..

Permission

Permission

A Poem by Rebecca A Kinman

the rains begin I let my hair muffle the tip of one ear And pull wool sock from closet That once adorned Green Spaghetti strap dress ..

The Burning (For my Mother)

The Burning (For my Mother)

A Poem by Rebecca A Kinman

i want you to know that this rock-body hung over your edge hands clinging blistered head bent slight at popping liquid who..