Tag: identity
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Illegitimate | Part III
If Geppetto carved a daughter,would I have seen it sooner?myself, all wood and paint and stringswobbly kneed, naïvechasing vodka and bad boys, just to feel alive Or was it to forget thefear of suspended animationlike sandpaper chewing my bonesdangling dread of the non-living, undeadIf I’m not real, what am I? There’s surety in stringsthe raw […]
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The Dream
You are the dream He dreamedHe dreamsthe song He singswhen the whole world sleeps You are the whisper in the windwonder hushedon angels’ lipsa secret He keeps You are the gift He gaveHe givesthe life He livesin the depths of the deep Youare the dreamthe act, the scene Youare the masterpiecepenned without ink Youare the […]
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All the King’s Horses
Grief does strange things to a person I think it’s the sense of being untethered Unmoored Like you’ve lost your anchor I don’t blame her That woman from the Wild book Who lost her mom and then lost herself Left everything behind And went a little crazy Grief sets a person adrift The scenery changes, […]
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While We Were Yet Monsters (Lessons from Moana)
BECAUSE MOANA CHANGED MY LIFE One night, our family was watching the quirky, teen sit-com, iCarly, when my oldest daughter snapped her head toward me, eyes wide, smile flirting with laughter, and exclaimed, “Mom, are you crying?!” Yes. Yes, I was. I cried while watching iCarly. And not because of the juvenile writing and mediocre […]