Erin Lee
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I AmA Poem by Erin LeeWas inspired to write this one after reading the Bell Jar. Figured I may as well put Sylvia's "I am, I am, I am" to the test for myself.... |
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Doin Time on the OutsideA Poem by Erin Lee*For all those prison wives out there. I don't know how you do it! |
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How Do I Taste?A Poem by Erin LeeHow Do I Taste?How do I taste ten minutes after you drive awayAnd the radio man settles in to lull you home?A sweetness not yet soured by bitter thirs.. |
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Tuesday Morning SpriteA Poem by Erin LeeTuesday Morning Sprite By Erin L. George She bore an angel on a Tuesday morning in September between cold cries, scattered sheets, she pled.. |
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Train Girl & the WolvesA Poem by Erin LeeTrain Girl and the Wolves Wolves howl and she turns her head - knowing of their spots and the moles that lie between shoulder blades, sore,.. |
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Soulmate BluesA Poem by Erin LeeA pity party for ME!!!! |
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Status: Midlife & MiserableA Story by Erin LeeBlog-style article I wrote on social networking. |
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The Charm of School GirlsA Poem by Erin LeeThe Charm of School Girls Thighs, stocking wrapped where flesh should meet the core curiosities of little boys (she prefers to leave panties .. |