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“In the darkness and the snow, the street is empty
and it is just the night, the ice and me.”
― Crossroads Poetry
and it is just the night, the ice and me.”
― Crossroads Poetry
“But nobody writes fairy tales
about the ugly and poems
are not there for the broken
and I will never find myself
in the words of a hymn
nor will any whispered prayer
ever say my name
(which name, which me
am I looking for?)
because I am shouting
at a cross splintered into pieces
by my angry fists, and crying
at the stained glass falling
like killing rain around me.”
― Broken Body Fragile Heart
about the ugly and poems
are not there for the broken
and I will never find myself
in the words of a hymn
nor will any whispered prayer
ever say my name
(which name, which me
am I looking for?)
because I am shouting
at a cross splintered into pieces
by my angry fists, and crying
at the stained glass falling
like killing rain around me.”
― Broken Body Fragile Heart
“I want her sinful arms wrapped around me,
bloodied and angry and triumphant in shame.”
― Broken Body Fragile Heart
bloodied and angry and triumphant in shame.”
― Broken Body Fragile Heart
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