My mother must wear the deaths of her children
Like cold hard stones around her neck...

The line of a leg parallels shoulder blades:
I cradle him within the shell of myself...

*Had to write poem for English..here it is..if...
Churning out lies...

And we danced on the tables of our childhood
In cold fields where the peonies grew...

One of you took my virginity
One of you took my heart...

Best friend turned lover
What could go wrong...

When I was walking home the other day
I saw, upon a low wall, a miniature flower pot...

Sitting here
With rain pouring down my window...

I want no eating disorder
Just a general diagnosis of "messed up&quot...

*This poem is about my childhood, before the...
I used to know a place...

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I log on to my site...

* This poem is about my friends, and i feel so...
There's Ruth with her smile so bright...