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#Women

June 15, 2021
My mother Hides my color Rubs sandlewood on my bare skin Deep fragrance Ricochets inside my bones Too dark My mirror screams And many voices follow I shudder with guilt Why ? *** I want to talk about space and time But they keep pointing at my clothes Double sized I am…
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#Dictionary

February 20, 2021
There is a dictionary Of impossible words Which I seldom use Yet, I keep it safe Nearby Everytime I hear Words from distant places Alien To my telluric ears I look up word by word Page by page Mostly the meaning That is lost in translation Sometimes sighs of my mother As she…
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#Uncouth

February 19, 2021
I may have inherited My mother’s stubborn spine That which doesn’t bend Not an inch And although I inherited her fire Yet, her words are measured As mine are uncouth I broke away from the sugars And the taste of bitter almond Lingers, long after a kiss Subtle…