Born to Rage
...I woke with blood in my mouth
and no memory
of the scab that sealed the rasure.
I’m cat-spitting
dog-growling
peregrine-divebombing
rooster-flogging
badger-flipping
hornet-stinging
wolveri...
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Categories:
rasure, anger, animal, childhood, grief,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
We Will Miss You
...Of all the men I have met, you are the one that brighten her world
Gave her hope when she was discouraged
You are the one that held her as she was grieving for loved ones lost before you
The crea...
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Categories:
rasure, death, faith, loss, lost
Form: Bio