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A poem in the form of the Hendianne Sonnet.In it, the persona sililoquizes about injustice in the world.
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Enthroned within her realm
she asks me "Why?"
Why what?
Can I recall?
(She wants to know)
I answer logically.
"But why?"
I lie this time.
(a phase? a game?)
I let it go.
"But whyyyyyyy?”...
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To change my life today,
I'll not ignore injustice;
covet what I haven't got;
repress or
pity myself,
placate,
plot.
I can,
no matter what I've done before,
create the person
that I want...
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I'll go with ice
and maybe death
will come to offer me
a frosty rest.
I know I'll feel no pain,
as all my limbs grow numb.
I'll sleep beneath
a comforter of snow.
The body's wise.
First...
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"No animals were harmed
during the filming of this production"
American Humane Association 1980
Across the screen
a cowboy rides the plain.
We watched.
He stops.
I bounced on grandma's...
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A burlesque of Schubertian beauty
I’ve seen the women left to die
I’ve seen their men with blood in their eyes
I’ve seen their children slaughtered
Let us...
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