* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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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
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
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely
Knowing you might some day come and how unprepared I’ve always been like Mr. Sloppy in Charles Dickens’
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
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
When you see water in a stream you say: oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the river you say: oh, this is water
I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.