hunger is sometimes preferable to loneliness.
a stomach will twist-
but hands become dirty and heavy when full of coins.
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Reach for the clouds. . .
Tickle your toes. . .
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Another Indian woman living on our block has hair swept back and braided has jeweled toes, is in all yellow traditional regalia, and walks w...
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RICK: Hey Rick? DICK: Yea, Dick? RICK: See that sky roll on by? (points) DICK: ...Oh, my... RICK: Don't i-t'almost makes yer wanner....
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I was just awarded the Stylish Blogger Award! (awarded by John Evans ) I was asked to write 7 things about myself,and to award 10 ot...
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Out the window, I thought I saw Emily pale, gawking. a green T-shirt. bouncing firey springs on her head.
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strange tree, your flowers look like badminton birdies.
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take flight in linen and lace. things will mesh if you want them to. just throw yourself up against it and maneuver dainty fingers over tiny...
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as I left the waterfront and I climbed up the sandy stair as always his brothers were first; to greet me. I've had past dealings with th...
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A woman's stance feet parted so that like a breezy window the mantle opened slightly lets in curves of salty air- but here there is no, ...
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to have sticky pins for fingertips and ballpoint pens for thumbs. then I could fascinate myself to you, and write away doldrums.
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sex object. not afraid of the words. I've used many objects for the sake of sex. in fact my body has been pretty disposable- I don't...
aw, true. sigh.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this piece
ReplyDeleteexcellent observation.
ReplyDeleteYou say a lot in a few.
ReplyDeleteHow very true.
ReplyDeletesuccinct, lovely, great imagery
ReplyDelete:)
ReplyDeleteAmazing how much can be said--quite beautifully--in so few words.
ReplyDeleteAmy,
ReplyDeleteVery real words. Loneliness can be hidden and difficult to satisfy.
Eileen
Beautiful poem I love your work
ReplyDeleteYes... there is a burden associated with possessions, with stewardship. Terrific, Amy!
ReplyDeleteA concise and truthful observation. Hungers of many kinds need to be fed...
ReplyDeleteThis sounds rather Confuscian:)
ReplyDeleteLovely piece, and so concise and effective.
ReplyDeleteCountable number of words, but countless things said. So true.
ReplyDeleteyour comments are lovely. thank you.
ReplyDeleteI, too felt a Confucius vibe in your words~
ReplyDeleteTrue. The wealthier we become, the more we lose.
ReplyDeleteInteresting notion, and true. My curiosity wants to know, why hunger? Hmmmm...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, short and sweet but poinient
ReplyDeletethanks all~
ReplyDeleteSo succinct and meaningful in few words. A poets dream!
ReplyDeleteI loved the piece for the groovy somersault it gave my brain, but once it settled and I thought more I'm not certain if I completely understand your logos- thankfully though I don't have to! Peace.
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