Woman Immigration Poems

Perhaps immigration is our big US national anxiety
because we don't know how to unilaterally abort
cancerous growth of matricide.

Too much to even think about
at a merely...

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Promise me 
The jungle remains the same 
So it so hard to see you change
Responsibilities has turn you into a stranger
You are not who you...

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they made shreres with holes through the center
and painted symbols of wheat on them
and made large doll like figures
with wig like hair
that were used to...

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My dear, my dear,
How goes it in America,
   in America,
   my dear?
How goes it in America?

Fine fine fine, says she.

Except 
...

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His poems were about racism.
About the white man who wouldn't hire him
	because he was a “dirty Mexican.”
My mind shivered in disgust.

In the end he said,...

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I feel like Afghanistan
All the friends who helped me through my depression 
Have left
I want to leave this body I call home
Rather than wage war...

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Loose Magic

Pee-a-boo, I see you...
Got your nose, 
and not your toes. 
Skipping rocks, 
and bubbles in the park. 

Eye contact from across the room, 
notes...

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Spaghetti

The meat, 
the cheese,
the sauce.

The smiles,
the laughs,
the wine.

The music, 
the song, 
the moment... 

The vow of forever!

Then...

You and I, 
and the garlic bread!



A. Foster, Ann...

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The Cat

It is late, 
nearly half-past nine. 
You are asleep beside me.
The clock on the wall is too loud. 
I need to buy another. 
This...

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Questions

What defines... success?
Is it how many people you know. 
Is it where you have been, 
or where you will go? 

Is it who you talk...

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U

It is cool here. 
Is it hot there?
You have not written. 
I have not received...
a letter.

Do you think of me?
I remember you. 
I can not...

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There's this nasty lady living right 
by ours
A cranky old mare holed up next to our house 
Her garden is minging and her blinds 
are...

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Once upon a time,
there was a little girl,
who liked to wear skirts.

The people in the streets
didn't like the view
of the girls legs hue.
"The sun is...

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I come from the land of coffee,
plastic breasts and nonsense,
drugs and narco past, 
very proudly they'll exalt.

Woman so pretty as blow-up doll, 
got so many...

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If I woke up with a white skin, I would not abandon a colored friend
If my true love became yellow, I would be too blind...

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