Marie Starr : Writing

Release

Release

A Poem by Marie Starr


unglue your tongue talk to wind … talk to trees … talk to streams flowing over pebbles … talk to single bla..
Children of My Own

Children of My Own

A Poem by Marie Starr


I wasn't allowed to date outside my race when I was young. My mother believed it was okay, admirable even, to have friends who were not white bu..
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A Poem by Marie Starr


hmmm ... dunno, this is one of those poems I kind of like but never really feel like it works or it's done or something ... oh yeah, and i can't figur..
Somewhere in my subconscious an artist is killing himself

Somewhere in my subconscious an artist is killing ..

A Poem by Marie Starr


he pulls the onion skin off the mood hes in hears it crackle as it hits the floor he breathes in again feels the heat again in this dr..
self-portrait #36

self-portrait #36

A Poem by Marie Starr


dirt ties moon to sand to cold yellow hand to bright blue bruise to to blank wood face marked with silent sorrow
Subjective Genocide

Subjective Genocide

A Poem by Marie Starr


Why is it you can walk into any open Wal Mart and buy your kids a bucket of Cowboys and Indians to play with but you could never — would..
Upon Julia�s Breast

Upon Julia�s Breast

A Poem by Marie Starr


His eyes did rest upon Julia’s breast as she spoke or questioned or sighed, until she shaved her head one day to spite his wandering eye; ..
In Defense of Abusers

In Defense of Abusers

A Poem by Marie Starr


Shadowboxing for safety he called it and hung it on the wall in gilded frame.
Your Basic Beat

Your Basic Beat

A Poem by Marie Starr


I am teaching my daughter to drum This is the walking beat I tell her This is the first beat you should learn It helps you to establish a rh..
Epiphany on Anality

Epiphany on Anality

A Poem by Marie Starr


I spent a whole year being on time and all I ever ended up doing was waiting.

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