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Tonight I only speak Typo… Click on the Title to read the poem
In the privacy of the backseat You counted front doors… Click on the title to read the poem
She would catch her reflection… Click on the title to read the poem
I am your wife, your man, your mother… Click on the Title to read the poem
If I start to lose my mind Come visit me … Click on the title to read the poem
I cannot compete with the banal noise of your current escape … Click on the title to read the poem
Oh Yes! Click on the title to read the poem
This is written for, and dedicated to all of us, that have survived some sort of childhood trauma, brought about by those who should have kept us safe… click on title to read
No serenity here/Trailer park, Smashed Soap Opera … Click on the title to read the poem
The carpet, the red, deep rich red carpet and let my buttons be unbuttoned and my breath… Click on the title to read the poem
From the Outside, Listening In. 