When I was Growing up I was always Told I had to work Hard to get Inside the Door and once I got Inside my job was to open it for Others. I am Opening the Door and Knocking it Off its Hinges. I'm an American Sappho c/s Who Else?
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Monday, January 10, 2011
c/Safos Eros y Flecha de Niñita Tragedia.
Volcanic cinders, I write with your Ash.
Electromagnetically Yours, a Poet.
There's a name for Collateral Damage
Poetical laciteoP Death
Disservice to the Women and Children,
An Egg has been Damaged: Here is the Yoke:
"So you Say I'm only Good for 1 THING Oppressor?!" My pentameter Alone
has five Feet of two Steps in Fourteen Lines.
Abacus of Meter! They say One must
not Bite the hand that Feeds me but it's Forced its way past myTongue--Soy EdiThORa: