* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
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…
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
Be nobody’s darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around
She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
With your unknown to me Odd magic You came To me:
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
Knowing you might some day come and how unprepared I’ve always been like Mr. Sloppy in Charles Dickens’
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...