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Amanda
Where is the place in this world for the dirty kids? The got-dressed-by-myself kids? The snowboots-in-July kids? The place where rooster-tail hair and sticky piggy-tails cause no comment? Where hand-print smeared jeans and frayed shirt sleeves are as... More »
Amanda
when I held you in that happiest space inside the bend of my arm the rain slowed to beat with my heart and I marvelled at your perfectness a silver moon slipped through the clouds and danced across... More »
Amanda
I want to know the thousand words for snow the white orange glow of midnight storms dancing through the trees lilting faeries here yet raging demons there or something akin to shattered glass in a... More »
Amanda
Just been thinking about John and his growing family and how that chapter of my life is closed. Yes, I will be a mom for all eternity but the anticipation of pregnancy and birth has... More »
Amanda
the boiling story of spilled soup and infant suffering howling with rage so flailing beneath me I'm trying I'm trying I know you can hear me but tired and tiny too tongue tied to whisper... More »
Amanda
not yet written thriving and pursuing knowing the goal yet fearing the way one word graced about your body the way you hold your hips, feet grounded arms crossed the way you say "hold" and... More »
Amanda
forward swishing falls swooping clack clatter of ice on etched windowpanes a howling chill comes through to bone and closes the eyes within ringing always ringing never quiet huddle 'round me don't be afraid whisper... More »
Amanda
every time I feel a stab of me-ness or urgent resentful-ness the world turns and burns and slides away beneath me felling me, body and soul this town I've known since childhood more like a... More »
Amanda
I love you that will never change I know you will fly off one day to create and bloom and bond anew so I should hold you all the tighter still now while you need... More »
Amanda
I spilled my tea (thank god it was cold) into your hair you made that how dare you face then laughed because it dripped down your nose now hours or lifetimes later I'm trying to... More »
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