Grandmother Abortion Poems

i feel dirty 

dirty 
like dishes
in the sink

dirty 
like forgotten clothes
in the hamper

dirty 
like the earth
between your toes

dirty 
like my fingernails
after a day’s work

dirty 
like...

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Breaking news 
the land of the free is now broken 
Our Divided States of America
is turning third-world 
Who let the government 
place their destructive hands...

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Come back home,
Another night,
Louretta, 
An unborn child

The sins of a wife 
to an unholy tribe:
You've wings that fly 
In dreams and paradise

Come back home,
Louretta!

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A play...

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Reflections of Affection

Painting your face... 
slowly on the canvas, 
in the colors of tan, 
and olive green. 

Your skin is so fair, 
it is hard...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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A childhood cradled in a mother’s arms. 
Like a sunrise aglow with hope and promise,
Nudging us to awake, our spirit charms. 
Bringing life from soil...

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Fading Paper Dolls

Slowly leaving things out, 
important and then, 
not so much. 

Angry people that believe 
they are slighted, 
or given less value, 
found wrong...
as...

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I have an aunt out in Cali,
we used to visit every year,
she had a yoga studio,
and my grandmother used to cheer

how she was a ‘modern...

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All The Things
	
Grandma told me to be mindful. She used to tell me that when I was a kid. What exactly that meant did not...

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