Tag: Coming of age

We ourselves became the ghosts

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One’s prime is elusive

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Her body seemed outside her

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She was completely engrossed in a single thought

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This look of sadness would last perhaps for a minute

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I don’t want them to reward me for nonsense

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The milk of incomprehension

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Every abyss has its lullabies

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It was a family of women buccaneers

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The first tear opened up that day

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All we see is a haze

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I was giving the glad-eye like blazes

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Here is continuity spinning a web from room to room,

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The point is not to negate reality, but to peel back its scrim,

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My spirit rose to meet this challenge

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The sky was red and all my life was in it.

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She was still her own indomitable self,

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I always lacked common sense when taken by surprise

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