* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
The old men used to sing And lifted a brother Carefully Out the door I used to think they
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely
Knowing you might some day come and how unprepared I’ve always been like Mr. Sloppy in Charles Dickens’
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.
When you see water in a stream you say: oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the river you say: oh, this is water
The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…
As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...