Radical self- acceptance. Cultural critique. Bringing shadow observations to light.
Saturday, February 7, 2015
You're a pumpkin in the creek
Bad dirt. I syncopate syncopations.
You suffer. Tiny rabbits in rainbow colors. Everybody knows.
Don't rescue me with sea salt. I cried and have been answered.
When the stars go, remember me:
Teacher. Writer. Farmer. More protein than an egg.
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