When Canadian singer/songwriter Neil Young wrote a song about searching for a heart of gold, the…
There was a fire. Unimaginable heat. The robin egg blue walls blistered then burned like a roll of film. Flames shot through open…
Rewiring the Heart
I have been studying the idea of rewiring the heart (my heart) and how it is different from rewiring the brain.
Mother of the dead baby parrot grieves in invisibly clear tears denying to never have a baby…
I have given you a piece of mine,Keep it safe, it’s mineYou can’t take the pain, you can’t cryIf you do…
I am curious:
What are we to each other?
I want a man to make me
his permanent bed.
Dancing together in the living room —
“Giving birth” to a mother. #motherhood
She pushed hard enough, her legs spread apart on that table,Her lover…
A Short Poem #motherhood
After she sings the lullaby to her daughter of four, she retires to her own bed;
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