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A Poem by (no es) maria
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what does it all mean?

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What is said about me
when most of my stuff is prurient?

what's the motive, publication?
not really
Shock value?
I'm shocked you would imply such a thing
Self-glorification?
maybe

When my material is mostly greedy
gobbling up sex, vodka, spit, weed, camels and newports
cocaine, crack
p***y juice, menstrual blood, kisses, semen
bar fights
late car rides
bathroom stalls
studio apartments

what the hell does it say about
me?

the self mutilation
the suicide notes
the newly wed lovers
the ex-girlfriend love poems

am i really this needy? this lonely?
this angry?

Why can't i talk about the volunteer work i do?
the food i cook?
the books i read?
the tirades against pro-lifers?

oh, wait, that's another blog

that's the one for siblings, co-workers
who i have to see on a day to day basis
who give me looks already for expressing day to day idiosyncrasies

here is where i spew
this is where i s**t
this is where i eat
and love
and
f**k

by nature
and with anonymous
dangerous honesty
here is
the insatiable
greedy
bitchy
truest, prettiest
and yes, sometimes saddest story of
me

© 2008 (no es) maria


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It's amazing how free we can be to let a different side of us out with people who don't really know us. We are more free with people who have never met, never will, and don't care to than we are with our best friends sometimes.
Because who cares if a stranger judges us?
It's a place to better express ourselves.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Hell yes! I phucking love this writ!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on November 13, 2008

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(no es) maria
(no es) maria

Milwaukee, WI



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Pretty language + whatever = a lot of pretty stuff on a page, but I'm still trying to find the beautiful story of things. I like to eat raw fish and raspberries. My interests are vast, one thin.. more..

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