Life Cycles

Life Cycles
she realized  she wasn't one  of life's winners  when she wasn't sure  life to her was some dark  dirty secret that  like some unwanted child  too late for an abortion  was to be borne  alone    
she had so many private habits  she would masturbate sometimes  she always picked her nose when upset  she liked to sit with silence  in the dark  sadness is not an unusual state  for the black woman  or writers    
she took to sneaking drinks  a habit which displeased her  both for its effects  and taste  yet eventually sleep  would wrestle her in triumph  onto the bed    

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