Disposable Girl

She was that disposable paper cup you use to quench your thirst with, once, but wouldn’t keep next to your expensive china. She was disposable. She was that summer fling in a tank top and a racy bikini who you took to your hotel room but never to your parents. She was easy. She was…

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I Need This Man

I don’t want a man who Solves my problems for me, I want one who Solves my problems with me. I don’t want a man who Shows me how to get things done, I want one who gives me space To figure it out on my own. I don’t need a man to buy me…

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Not Good Enough

I look in the mirror And what do I see? My crown of brown Speckled with white. Eyes sunken into the skull, Spider webs stretched across my face, Lines around the mouth Where emotions rest – A smile, a frown, a thin line of dissent. Lips that move to soothe, To kiss and caress, Or…

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A Touch

A touch – it has a language of its own. One touch conveys friendship with a handshake, The other anger with a slap on the face. A touch coveys trust With a tiny clasp around your finger, And yet another, comfort When grief weighs down your shoulders. And one touch is all it takes To…

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Air, Water, Earth

Water, slick like oil, Glistens like molten gold. Snaking into cracks, crevasses, Creeping into the stoic earth. She trills along moss-kissed stones Flounders into a bay, And untroubled by sludgy sands of the delta, To her sister, Earth, she says – You may be solid and I may be slow, But behold! I’m just as mighty as…

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