Madeline Capo
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the woman I will be (surrender)A Poem by Madeline CapoI kiss the woman I have been. Her skin tastes of salt and is wet to the touch. I wipe away her cascading tears and cup her chin in the bowls of my pal.. |
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how I growA Poem by Madeline Capoon my best days I am the tip of a bright orange sunriseexploding up from behind the frosty white mountaintopsi am awake, earlyunafraid.i walk streets .. |
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storybooksA Poem by Madeline CapoTethered and worn Ink has been pressed upon each side Making the page feel like a softer version of braill.. |
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slowlyA Poem by Madeline CapoLines blur because I am moving so fast With no idea where I'm going Tears stream because I am thin.. |
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HomeA Story by Madeline Capo“Ay bud can you run anotha thing o’ silverware? We runnin’ low and there’s people pilin.. |
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When Jesus called you RosalieA Story by Madeline CapoHagerstown, Maryland was a nice place to grow up�"the family was all together then and this is the .. |
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My daysA Poem by Madeline CapoI pop the sharpie top open and draw through the 9 solid black lines that intersect to create some 31 odd s.. |
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a love like thisA Poem by Madeline CapoI want a love that defies logic one that is unexplainable one similar to magic I want a lo.. |
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LonnieA Poem by Madeline CapoYou scuttle in with a weak smile, your second time today the doors clap behind you and the hostess knows .. |
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From DarknessA Poem by Madeline CapoI am pinned at every angle wings bound heart to the floor blood hot in my gut The blackness .. |
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