That there wouldn’t be time
That I would have to hurry
That I would forget things
That I would be late
That I would be messy
That I wouldn’t have brushed my hair
That my clothes would be wrinkled
That I would be shaking
That I would be running
With one shoe on
Parts of me bouncing
That I would be dropping
Important things onto the ground
Leaving a trail
That I wouldn’t be good enough
When I got...
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by Kathleen MacGregor
Where are you?
Sure I’m pretty,
Sure.
But I have no arms,
Can you see?
I have no arms.
When will you remember me?
I have been waiting
In this cold sea
For ages.
Do you see?
Do you see me?
I have no arms.
And my legs
Are beneath the waves
So deep,
I’ve never seen them.
But I feel they’re there.
Do you see?
I am in pieces.
How much longer does this have to go on
Before you...
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Love has been so elusive
Fleeting moments of respite from the desert of night
I wait for my gentle lover to come to me
Not knowing if he exists or ever did
I wait holding on to the quiver of love
The small flame that lights up my darkness
I wait and nurture that flame
As all that I have
All that keeps me alive
In the dark of the night
So cold I shiver
Urging myself to stay present
In the not knowing
What will...
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