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Rain never falls in straight lines, there are
always breaks, pauses between raindrops
like hyphens tumbling from the sky.
“Control” by Shirani Rajapakse
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“Into the Universe” by Hariclia Michailidou
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I ask the hole
Hole in what darkness does it lurk?
Artist Yayoi Kusama
I refused to leave: I fought; scratched and bit them. I would not give myself over easily. I would not give any of it over at all. They kicked and filled me with their venom. It was no small matter for me, yet I left before they could crush me.
. . .
I’m still there, if you know where to look. Look closely: my bones lie just beneath a dirt floor, occasionally used to sharpen the teeth of other forest children.
“The Plum Orphan of Death Fish Bulleted” by Shannon Patenoude
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The reclamation of my power
Begins
As soon as I
Tell
My story
“The Day I Reclaimed My Power” by Deborah Harris
“The Quiet Roar Like Thunder” by Katie Kelleher
This piece is for the quiet power of the introvert. It speaks to the grace and beauty in observation, thinking, and leadership by example over force. It is the fierceness that is unexpected, resilient, and just. It is about coming into your own power in your own time.
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When I wield my needles today I say to my patient:
“Take a deep breath” their breath beautiful as I inject
numbing medicine superficially then with a very large
needle to go deep deep hit bone then into the bone
. . .
I whisper: “I don’t care if you believe in God, not sure
I believe in God” – Out loud I say “Be very still”
. . .
and with each tenth of a milliliter
I inject the medicine praying:
God bless you God Bless you God Bless you
“Needles” by Cheryl Passanisi
“Take” by Taylor Pate
It is never too late to accomplish your goals or discover who you are meant to be. It is always the right time to take action, to take a chance on yourself rather than to let the world take from you.
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if only
only if
i could dance
“The Hollow” by Juanita Kirton