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Waterproof MascaraA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierWaterproof Mascara The angels of my nightmares bring no comfort, the sounding of trumpets rests not this soul. “hope springs eternal.. |
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Mother's DayA Story by AnneThis a piece I wrote this Mother's Day. It was a "note" on my Facebook page |
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And. Or. But.A Poem by Abigale LeCavalierAnd. Or. But. Harsh words only hold meaning when someone is listening. I listen a lot. Fostering frustration and the heat of anxiety, .. |
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Lisa and AbbyA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierLisa And Abby I drove for hours to see her; put on my favorite skirt, new tights, and fresh lipstick, yet still I was not prepared. I was .. |
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BreathA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierBreath An introduction; almost as good as asphyxiation. It’s the air that escapes with a hum or a hiss, a whistle through the teeth.. |
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In Her EyesA Poem by ScrawlWhen you first start to care about somebody that look in their eyes is burned into your memory, so when their gone their eyes is what haunts you. or a.. |
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Wke Up CallA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierWake Up Call Arguing over Plum or Black Cherry, Midnight Black, Blackish Black, or Black Black, Petal, Flirty, or Metallic mist; it must be mo.. |
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Rattle and TiltA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierRattle and Tilt “get well soon.” she said. Walking the street as if never tumbled, scanning the ground for stray pill bottles,.. |
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WomenA Poem by Marie HarrisonA diamante poem contrasting women and men. |
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SmoothA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierSmooth Crouched; as an endangered species exceptional in every way. Shouting from the open windows of farmhouses and high-rises, living to.. |
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RippleA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierRipple You never had to ask, I was always there for you, always. I held your hand through fire, scraped ice off your windshield in a blizz.. |
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woman in the rainA Poem by Jonathan Ballamshe'd lie awake at night trying to scrape off the headlines |
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Toothless Mousers in Old BarnsA Poem by Wulfe N. StraatEasy to pound this observation with the hammer of misogyny. Go ahead, if that's all the critique this inspires in you. |
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MICKEYA Story by manchilld99Love comes in all forms and truly does last forever. Children grow into adulthood and still remember and love their schoolmates. Mickey was one of mi.. |
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Credit for PainA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierCredit for Pain In that room again, nothing to read but old fishing magazines, donated by “office friendly” patients, the ones wi.. |
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Flaws of WomenA Poem by Annette Jay SweeneyIf I was an artist, I would show you women as they are. No re-touching, no ignoring “God’s mistakes”, no exagge.. |
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Limping Through LunchA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierLimping Through Lunch She was limping when she crossed the bar, smiling through the pain, “now don’t you look so cute!” I.. |
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More about WaterA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierMore about Water How desperate; looking through the lace of fine lingerie, spitting on the ground into curbside potholes. Perplexed. .. |
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For NowA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierFor Now Drunk by midmorning never so discontent or desperate, some say crazy. Perhaps? Muddled like old macaroni sitting in the sun, an.. |
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