Tag Archives: CC 2011

Nameless

You walk each day a fine line one step at a time count them slowly sometimes faster some days say your name You were small you got bigger they chased you you outran them most days they called you they … Continue reading

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Shadow Land

We live in a shadow land, a world of slight of mind and mythology Our personal spaces are inhabited by monsters, villains, heroes and their victims We exist in a world of blinders and denial where anything can be real … Continue reading

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Gone

She drove away into the darkness of the night We did not say goodbye She departed, not without warning and left me wanting Dearly departed I am drowning in my own life Wanting to have refrained from the last last … Continue reading

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Gender Outlaw

I wanna be a gender outlaw I wanna wear a big ass pink Stetson hat But I ain’t gonna chew no tobacco, bub Perched up there on that great big ‘ol white horse Riding into town with a big grin … Continue reading

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Safe

Safety       is hypothetical       is assumed by many men       is doubted by many women       is the destination of choice       is deemed worth a ton of grief. … Continue reading

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Unlovely

You know I have always been unlovely This body of mine that I acquired From the tangle of leaves and brambles in an ancient adolescence This body that was an unruly and uncomely accident Useful to be sure, but merely … Continue reading

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Gravestone

She was all alone I was not with her She was with me We walked and did not talk It was evening Then morning I reached out to her and she was gone When they found her, she was two … Continue reading

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Nice

It would have been nice to have been attractive To be observed as interesting, to have been pursued, to have been desired And I don’t mean for myself, for who I am, which is not immediately apparent Apparently But to … Continue reading

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Hearsay

You know what they told me? A pack of lies and cheats mostly About how it was going to be when I grew up and became a real person Who I would be, what I would do, what I would … Continue reading

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Cages

When she was younger, they put her in a cage They never let her out, not even on weekends It didn’t matter what she wanted or how she felt It was a rite of passage, after all It was all … Continue reading

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