* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
Don’t be like those who ask for ev… praise, a blurb, a free ride in my… limousine. They ask for everything… anything in return. Be like those who can see that my…
Remember When we ended It all —for a weekend— & how
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
You confide in me that you are lonely,
Knowing you might some day come and how unprepared I’ve always been like Mr. Sloppy in Charles Dickens’