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Nothing more than a beaten baby, fleeing down the aisle in my virginal gown of naivety.   He wore my hope proudly. Pinned to his chest like a red rose boutonniere.   Concluding whispers of the tired and disillusioned pursue me as I try to prove them wrong.   Oh! Oh, no. I’m not the…

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New York City

Take a bath, you filthy whore And wash underneath your teats Where the sweat tends to collect And gel with cum lubricant.   Blow me off as we motor Down Madison Avenue Honking at every cab And pedestrian alike.   We will piss on your sidewalk And stack the trash on our curb; Snickering at…

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Sarah Marchant

Demo Tracks   They all want you to write something sad about religion where the train meets the rails where the shaking knuckles meet the trigger.   A handshake (firm gripped) with God that’s a shock to your system – yeah, he gotcha good.   You’re still harmonizing with yourself over some girl who never…

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Judith Grissmer

  It’s To Die For   the beauty of this night, its strange glow of light rising after days of heavy rain.   At nightfall the sky is alight with pink and yellow fire—   owlet moths that thought they were hidden are in a frenzy over the last purple spikes of catnip. You and…

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Autobiography #12

When I was in sixth grade Mom asked me what I wanted to do for the summer. “Camp is good, you’ll make friends.” She said it like an adopted kid wouldn’t get confused. You got me almost yesterday. Mom and Dad were getting a divorce and didn’t want me around while they decided. Maybe I…

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Breaking the Links

I tried so hard to keep fear away from her. In the garden, I’d say, “See, honey, a worm,” and watch her pick it up, never showing the squeamishness that kept me from touching a worm myself. We read stories of strong, brave women, who surmounted obstacles, forging ahead, not allowing fear to vanquish them….

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