When the world tries to get to you

This mantra might work... I refuse to succumb to words: that doubt my goodness discredit my work Ignore my contributions Insult my intelligence Mock my innocence Taunt my actions Question my worth I know what I am made of And so I will not leave it to others To sculpt me into their unfulfilled choices …

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A beggar’s life

cloth wrapped around unkempt, crushed, careless; less to cover the shame, the indignity which is now worn unassumingly like a dress itself. breast struggling to hide hairy legs streaked with brown dust running from vehicle to vehicle, signal to signal marking the territory for the clink in the begging vessel eyes pleading, words repeated an …

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I see outside my window:

I can see the hummingbird, Trying to evoke nectar out of a dried leaf. Dried brown branches sticking out in all directions Gangly like a young boys legs Only I see in some spots, green bark Assuring me appearance of youthful leaves. I can see the distant mountains Swathed in comforting tickly grass. The bunch …

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