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Biography of a Hopeless Lover
A Poem by
Rebecca
Let me tell you about my self – according to statistics I am nothing without you. I’m a speck - a miniscule dot on the radar, beep..
Conversion
A Poem by
Rebecca
A conversion you don’t see Religion’s uses be come sinful propelled by greed and self-resurrections that leave one breathless constru..
Greyhound Chronicles
A Poem by
Rebecca
Find yourself smack Dab between someone else's present the cold shoulder of your own future streaming past the window shooting into the pres..
Giantess Becomes the Dwarf
A Poem by
Rebecca
I used to be a giant have I ever told you that? I surrounded and engulfed by myself in perfect harmony Lazily keeping my own company creating..
Dream a\'lil Dream (but Don\'t Scream)
A Poem by
Rebecca
I could tell you of my dreams: Huddling, hidden behind the upturned metal picnic table, dodging the blowing winds waiting to be swept into the cyc..
Wanting versus Getting
A Poem by
Rebecca
Can’t seem to get my mind moving along so my body can follow behind these thoughts and dreams and all the hopes I’ve carried with mys..
Fish Bait
A Poem by
Rebecca
Pray tell what you see across the planks balanced between the expanse – tell me what can you see across that vastly narrow space – do..
opened-and-ended-interpetations
A Poem by
Rebecca
Replacing bad steps with worse still finding myself falling feet over head into the bottom of my own worries; tell me how to dig upward wi..
Photographic Memories
A Poem by
Rebecca
Oh s**t there’s limbs falling off my tree the leaves don’t grow anymore. My face breaks open the sky to fall down on..
Moosetracks
A Poem by
Rebecca
Criss-crossing of disastrous sharp edged metal / leaning against the gray fallen sky bracing ourselves against the cold piling around and over our hea..
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