ripped pages

ripped pages                                    January 16, 2016
do you know how you get to be
the kind of writer who can rip
hearts out like pages of bad poems?

walk with me a while
let me write my story
on your white heart
and you will want
to rip out the words
that make these lines.

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About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2.5 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. My most recent completed endeavor was finishing BA's in Religious Studies and American Studies. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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