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Courage

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It is in the small things we see it. The child’s first step, as awesome as an earthquake. The first time you rode a bike, wallowing up the sidewalk. The…

Consorting With Angels

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I was tired of being a woman, tired of the spoons and the post, tired of my mouth and my breasts, tired of the cosmetics and the silks. There were…

Cockroach

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Roach, foulest of creatures, who attacks with yellow teeth and an army of cousins big as shoes, you are lumps of coal that are mechanized and when I turn on…

Clothes

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Put on a clean shirt before you die, some Russian said. Nothing with drool, please, no egg spots, no blood, no sweat, no sperm. You want me clean, God, so…

Cinderella

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You always read about it: the plumber with the twelve children who wins the Irish Sweepstakes. From toilets to riches. That story. Or the nursemaid, some luscious sweet from Denmark…

Cigarettes And Whiskey And Wild, Wild Women

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Perhaps I was born kneeling, born coughing on the long winter, born expecting the kiss of mercy, born with a passion for quickness and yet, as things progressed, I learned…

Christmas Eve

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Oh sharp diamond, my mother! I could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods– that present that I lost. Sweet girl, my deathbed, my jewel-fingered lady, your…

Buying The Whore

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You are the roast beef I have purchased and I stuff you with my very own onion. You are a boat I have rented by the hour and I steer…

Briar Rose (Sleeping Beauty)

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Consider a girl who keeps slipping off, arms limp as old carrots, into the hypnotist’s trance, into a spirit world speaking with the gift of tongues. She is stuck in…

Bayonet

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What can I do with this bayonet? Make a rose bush of it? Poke it into the moon? Shave my legs with its silver? Spear a goldfish? No. No. It…