Tag Archives: Broken heart

Let me cry

I can’t get the stench out of my hair and my clothes the rubberish burn composting bananas and soup bones and lettuce and feces   the man tearing off labels of  plastic bottles to sell     the wet naked … Continue reading

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The path of peace: a broken heart

Those who want to be instigators of healing and hope will eventually learn they must live much of their lives with a broken heart And who wants to live with a broken heart, you may ask Not many Perhaps that … Continue reading

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The Boat

You say “love, love, love  is something chosen” I say “love, love, love is all I know” You say, “Tomorrow we’ll grow mangos and swim in the sea” I say “Today I’m a dancer, a poet, a prayer.  … it’s the … Continue reading

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