* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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Knowing you might some day come and how unprepared I’ve always been like Mr. Sloppy in Charles Dickens’
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
To change the world enough you must cease to be afraid of the poor. We experience your fear as the lea… humiliations; in the past
Be nobody’s darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around
Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
You confide in me that you are lonely,
Remember When we ended It all —for a weekend— & how
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...
I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.
Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
Did you ever understand this? If my spirit was poor, how could… Was I depressed? Understanding editing, I see how a comma, removed or inse…