i say what i am feeling
Soplando el polvo Escupiendo dolores
I am a woman of many stories. A life comprised of loss, love, hatred, failure, accomplishments, and faith. There is a light beyond any darkness. Poetry has been my only true friend at times. Self-expression is both therapeutic and cathartic for me. Many resolutions and paths have been made clear through writing.
Musician, wordsmith, dreamer.
the daughter of immigrants, a muse in my teens, a maiden, a mother, a crone, a lover, a hugger, a daughter, a kisser, a chef,a silly-face maker, a craftsmen, carpenter, artist, caught between eunuch and whore
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Life is good. It is precious. Responsibilities are not liabilities. And when done with, the sweet scent is scintillating. We feel like participating in a continuing obstacle race. And when the last breath is taken, we may still be wondering whether we have actually finished the race. Or are we just changing the arena? From the state level to the national level to the international level!
Life ... Why ' twas no more than an inequitable division of wealth
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