Grief Abortion Poems

Gene futility

 How can we look at a child and kill it, by using “it”
we have distanced ourselves from the child they are no longer
unique,...

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When you and your wife visited,
you shared a question asked by a pastor
of a raped
and thereby pregnant
vulnerably young and questioning parishioner.

"If your unborn child survived
his...

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We can't have a child.
It's not a matter of want,
of belief,
of opinion.
We cannot.

Every doctor says, my wife will die.
The child might live, or might not,
but...

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Thought Police

Be careful what you say, 
be careful who you say it to. 
It might be heard... 
by someone that does not like it!

They will...

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Ashes and Thirst

Evil comes in all shapes, and all sizes. 
We have all heard this many times... before. 
But how truly large, or small can...

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Safety in Hand

The raven calls my name, 
and I am afraid to answer. 
He will know all about me, 
even if I do not know...

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Dark Friends

You can not be friends with the darkness. 
It takes and leaves nothing behind. 
It tells you what you want to hear, 
but you...

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Sex and Grades

Teachers in my time 
taught math, and science and history. 
We never cared if they were single, 
or married or divorced. 
It never...

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Toxic

The malevolent man was in control of everything. 
He was put there by forces beyond the peasant's capabilities to prevent. 
There was a war, seen...

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Dora Darling drives from Texas to L.A.
In her brand-new shocking pink corvette
Eighteen and in trouble, with a will and a way
In relief, the procedure is...

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The regressive Supreme Court decision
hustled, proclaimed, and voiced
June 24th, 2022
immediately quashing pro choice option,
struck down constitutional right
(upheld for half a century -
formerly allowing, enabling and...

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Tiny Heroes

What you do matters. 
I mean the small stuff. 
The things that no one else sees. 
He does. 
He sees it all. 
Nothing is...

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I was wondering today if something is wrong with me
if I'm normal
healthy

it doesn't happen to me
It doesn't

I can't write anymore about shadows
cemeteries
crests
I can't write like...

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Drifter

Coming in from nowhere, 
staying only a moment, 
and then moving on. 
Friend, or foe?
Hard to know. 
What to call you...
by name? 

Without family, 
left...

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Under the brittle bright cold moon, ice
cold skies far above clouds fly
the metallic worms bore deeply into my side 

they are made by no one...

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