Poems from Un.Familiar

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Oxymoronic lover
  My body, MY Body.  It’s funny to think about when for the longest time  it didn’t feel like mine  Now when I trace my fingers across my...
I remember every time we went to see my dad my mom listened to Mary J. Blidge while I looked out to the desert and the white windmills...
And the heartbeat of the Earth keeps thumping. and thumping . And thumping.  And it beats as your heart falls apart,  but it keeps thumping...
There’s a ticking only I can hear, there’s a clicking in my brain  Theres a knot in my throat, not letting me speak , yet it’s causing me...
When we got to the cemetery I felt bad about stepping on all the people. Even if they could not physically tell me, I felt like I was...

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