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Tag: air

June 19, 2017October 22, 2017

what if i am also this

what if I am also this this air fairy this helium balloon this that leaves me sure that I am unwanted despite all the flashing signs and tenderness. I have often chosen a path that grounds me to a most Earthly cycle to remain in the dirt making flesh of my flesh bone of my […]

Posted in Act Five, June, Poetry. Tagged air, balance, bones, Earth, I, me, paths, whole.
February 8, 2010June 13, 2017

seams are splitting

seams are splitting faster than I can mend no time for sorrow today no time perhaps I stepped forward onto thin air perhaps I am not strong simply weathered touched by grief perhaps I am just a girl enslaved wanting old habits wanting to run away perhaps we are all running if we could only […]

Posted in Act Three, February, Poetry. Tagged 2010, air, girl, grief, I, pain, patience, running, strength, time, want, we. Leave a comment
September 16, 2009June 13, 2017

i listen

I listen to you hang up my heart sinks I ask the air why is love the most important thing to me? why does it matter above all else? My head spins I close my eyes ’til sleep comes.

Posted in Act Three, Poetry, September. Tagged air, head, heart, I, love, me, sleep, you. Leave a comment
February 26, 2007June 13, 2017

no longer having to exaggerate

No longer having to exaggerate The situation is bleak Even the air oppresses And each day thickens Hard to breathe Harder still to see To imagine The possibility of light To speak To feel anything But tacky skin There is more to weigh us down To cumber They want lettuce That we don’t have

Posted in Act Two, February, Poetry. Tagged air, breath, feelings, imagine, light, skin, we, weight. Leave a comment
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