* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is
Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
in our lifetime. Which makes the idea of elections Notice how this word has “man” right in the middle of it? That’s one reason I like it. He is right there, front and center. But he i...
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
Be nobody’s darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,