“Not Standard”
The only way to know whether or not you are on your own path is if you see no one else on it.
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The only way to know whether or not you are on your own path is if you see no one else on it.
Three excerpts from blogs featured this quarter.
We are on individual, parallel journeys, but at times they intersect
First Place Poet, “Road Not Taken” Contestvernix-smeared kick take me back to the sear of severing my thighs quivering harnessed wide apart like two mountains two ranges two tectonic plates diverging spewing magma take me to her round red gasp blood-streaked rage whisked away to a first feast of sugar water in a bottle and not-my-breast but how could I complain my body volcanic my womb a hurricane my brain a wildfire my limbs a flood this was an act of body charged give me that lightning again I’d save the placenta this time an island oasis I grew for […]
At various times, I have speculated about reasons why my mother didn’t do the things she often talked about. What was the altar she sacrificed on?
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