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I wish this baby, flannel, oatmeal, bells,
Balloons a kite, a bike, a cat, a phone .
I wish her tryouts, outfits, ocean swells
And dances, love notes, babies of her own.
But dare I wish...
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Step up and check 'em out.
Oh don't be shy.
You like disaster? horror?
Got this from a plane seat neighbor.
Stock tips from a guy at work.
Dumb humor?
Travel tales of Spain?
From waiting...
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Before my birth
words showered down on me.
Before I spoke
I understood.
I tried. I called. I named.
I chatted thoughtlessly
engulfed in rapid discourse,
surging pride.
Before I read
I...
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How dare you?
You thought,
no, you assumed
I would...
because you did
that I might too.
And if I don't?
Just because you flirt at bookstores,
wander the library stacks,
scan the trade at...
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I can't forgive myself
for feeling trapped.
Resentments grow.
This isn't what I planned.
My faith begins to fade.
I can't adapt.
I slither off
from where I used to stand.
My old convictions...
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A string of buttons
(but for what?),
a cord, a pen
(no point)
a jig-saw puzzle piece,
(impossible to chuck,
inane to hoard.
Toss when I die.
I'll not cease till I cease)
A bottle stopper,...
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The speeding carts
in darkness lunge and squeal,
(eyes glow then fade)
down through a dragon's jaw,
passed bats and skulls.
Kids shriek with anxious awe,
but, though we duck,
few think the...
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I've sworn off holidays.
The treat's the trick.
Renewed resolve caves in
with each excuse.
From racing year to year,
I'm dizzy, sick.
Red hearts, green beer, brown eggs
try to seduce me
...
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November 2009, Michael Kimber was diagnosed with an anxiety disorder at the age of 25. Facing terrifying insomnia and constant anxiety he turned to the Nova Scotian mental health system and was...
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