thinking I can end something by quickly hitting a button,
tossing them into an online pile of trash.
Maybe I give too many multiple choice chances
to rancid meat or maybe I don't give enough.
Maybe I am too messed up and broken
and divided into conflicted fragments"
tossing them into an online pile of trash.
Maybe I give too many multiple choice chances
to rancid meat or maybe I don't give enough.
Maybe I am too messed up and broken
and divided into conflicted fragments"
in my poem "Sometimes I Stay Quiet, So I Don't Launch an Attack", appearing today in Writing In A Woman's Voice (thank you very much to editor Beate Sigriddaughter)
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