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Away and Home Again
    "There used t'be bridges across the river," the old man said, nodding towards rotting pylons. "But not any more. We don' mix with th' folk across the river."
    He exhaled smoke, holding the cigarette with his lips.
   "Th' desert and the mountains don' mix."
   He pulled on the oars, the wood groaned as it created eddies in the brown slow moving water.
   "You remember tha' boy. You might think livin' in the desert is hard, going to the mountains to work, get ahead in life."
   He looked expectantly at me, and I nodded quickly.
   "Tha's all fine and well, but you just remember, you meet some pretty girlie over there, you leave her be. You don't be long with her, you won't ever be able to live in the mountains, an' she'll wither away in th' desert."
    I could see mountains rising up ahead of me. The old man looked back on the desert that we had
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Hand
    She liked holding his hand. The feel of skin against skin while he drove or they walked from class to class was intoxicating. His hand engulfed hers the way that when he hugged her she was engulfed by him. She liked the texture of his hand, skin rough from lifting wood and fixing bikes, scarred from the knifes he played with and burned from the stove that he had absent-mindedly leaned against, fingernails cracked and ripped, a working hand. Her hand was small and soft from the lotion that she applied in the morning and the night, still covered with a layer of baby fat, the nails neatly trimmed. She liked the way that his hand was always on the top, because it fitted better that way, and she was amused by her small fingers that barely showed while his covered her hand. Between a tendon and a vein on the back she could see where she had draw a heart the week before saying 'heart attack!' and approaching with a black pen. She knew as long as he was holding her hand
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Dear Mother
Dear Mother,
    I suspect it was the sea, for we were better with its absence.
    I know you liked this one, thought he'd be the one, but he couldn't share me. And we did go to the sea. And the sea has been my love for much longer than he has. You remember when I was a child, and I thought that there was ocean in my blood because it tasted salty when I sucked on the cut of my finger, when I learned that all rivers lead to the ocean I would try and swim down them.
    I suspect he feels the same about the sky, but I did not mind sharing. I could marvel at his wonder and remember the waves, not feel lost when he didn't notice me. But I love more than him, and for him he had to be the only one.
    We aren't talking any more.
    He noticed when we went to see the old light house, the one on the end of the pier? It was raining and grey- they set the path in concrete, so it blended with th
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Dreams
     "My stories are as long as my attention span," she said, "which really isn't very long. Forced me to get good at writing short stuff, getting the whole thing out at one time. If I didn't write it all at once, I could never come back to it, but if I didn't write it at all it would fester, grow in my brain. Which is why I'm here I guess."
     The man through the bars looked at her. She was new to the institute, but she wouldn't be here long he figured. She had come like the rest of them looking for something to make it better, but the institute didn't have any more clue than anyone else on how to control dreams come to life. If they didn't respond to the drugs, or show improvement some other way, they were quietly dealt with. The thing that got to him though, was that they knew that before they came. They all had stories of pain that had led them here. And it was his job to keep the killings and the violence organized, try and help
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Fairies
    The party was to be a success. All of the matrons had decided it. All of the right people were to be there, the right food and decorations. So long as the girl could keep her head. She had been sent to finishing school after it was discovered she believed in fairies. It simply was not acceptable.    
     No doubt it was from the long hours spent alone in the country house, they had told her. But she knew better than to tell people of the lights she saw in the woods, the little folk hiding in the curtains. She had been prepared for this event. No one wanted her making a fool of herself. And after the long days and nights spent under the watchful eyes of the Madams, she could scarcely remember if what she had seen was any more than a dream.
     The guests had all arrived, their carriages lighting up the normally dim drive, the hedges that had been trimmed into delightful shapes casting strange
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Lake
    When she first moved to the house by the lake, she was small enough that her mother worried. She can remember the way that the trees, drunk on the water which made them brave, tapping her windows at night. She did not know the noises the water made then. She was watched closely because of the lake, but not closely enough. She fell in once and as she sank beneath the water, the green blue black of the water plants filled her mind with the tentacles of octopuses and sea monsters. She was pulled from their tightly woven grasp, brought back up to the air, but she didn't forget. She had nightmares of being pulled down, down, lower and lower into the depths by some unnamed thing. She would not go near the water, afraid of what might have been waiting in the murky waters.
    She learned to swim at her local pool, the water clear and chemical filled. It was safe there, with the lifeguards in their red swimsuits. She was uncertain at first, not knowi
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Technicolor
Have you noticed?
The world is dimmer.
The colors aren't as bright any more.
The television Technicolor has stolen them
They have been sucked up into a box on the wall
Put somewhere safe
Away from the light
So we can view them in safety
They are cleaned and thought about
Messages are instilled
We are shown what we should see
What they want us to see
We are told what we should think
And how we should feel
Colors have become part of the demographic
Bright ones for you
Sharp ones for you
Dark ones for you
We sit inside to see the world outside
Not thinking
We watch
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Parents
Don't
Draggggggg
Your feet
Walk with a purpose
My father told me
(You are going places, said my mother)
Stand tall
You will be successful
At everything you try
My father said
(You should be the best, said my mother)
You should look confidant
Even if you're not
If you act as though you are
You will be
My father taught me
(Don't let them get you down, said my mother)
You must do well
You must be the best
That you can be
Walk
as though you don't have the weight of my expectations on you shoulders
(are you sure you tried your hardest?)
Weigh your own thoughts with what you are told
Don't act as though you are worried
And you won't be
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I Can Write Poetry
I can write poetry
I can pour my soul onto the page
Make my mark
Have my voice resound in the bones of the earth
This is what I want
To be heard
By the winds at the top of mountains
I want my words to be respected
People should know this is me
I am proud
I can speak my mind without fear
My voice will be heard
My words will be eloquent
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Dinner With Gramma
Dinner with Gramma
GRAMMA
BETTY
WAITER
Scene One
The scene is set in a restaurant. Two chairs are facing each other across a table set with droopy flowers in a vase and plastic cups. GRAMMA and BETTY are seated facing each other.
GRAMMA:
What do you want to eat, honey?
BETTY:
I don't know what anything on the menu is. What do you think would be good?
GRAMMA:
Well, we have to get some Maust Khiar. It was my favorite thing to eat back in Iran. And how about a Chelo Kebab? I think that would be enough to share.
BETTY:
That sounds great to me. (sips water, looks distracted)
GRAMMA:
How has your year been so far? Anything fun happening in school?
BETTY:
No, not really. Nothing exciting anyways. Just the same ol' same ol'.
GRAMMA:
Now, I'm sure that's not true- It's better than your summer job, isn't it?
BETTY:
Sure. But that doesn't mean it's fun. I don't want to be in this little school any more, in this little city. I want to see more of the world! You must get it, Gramma. You traveled al
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Great-Grandmother
Janice has passed
My grandmother
my great-grandmother
Neciey
She died
"She was more my mother than my own," says Gramma. "I call her grandmother still. She had a hard life you know."
My mother's cousin sang at her funeral.
    Her kids are evangelists.
        We don't get along
She had red hair and blue eyes
    She grew up in small town Texas.
She was always eating peppermints, to hide the smell of cigarette smoke.
    "It's a wonder she didn't die from lung cancer," says my mother.
"She did not always come to church," says the preacher "she found god on her own."
We smile at this.
We remember her rapid kisses and her blue spotted dress
One more fiery eyed woman is gone from my family
    The matriarch is gone
How will we hold together?
I do not find comfort as much as acceptance
At the end of the service another man walks to the front
A different preacher?
An open
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Telivision
The mouth moves disconnected from the voice
The sounds
Of moving lips flashing teeth
We are
Detached from the picture
The words flow over us
Do not touch us
Do not move us
It's not our problem
We are self centered
Caught in a whirlwind
Of us
Our problems are always bigger
More pressing.
We are blind to the world in our ray-bans
Fair trade star bucks sooths any doubts
And the hands of the politician are raised!
And there is applause!
And we watch the lips move,
And we let the words wash over our faces.
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Where people go when they die
High up on a mountain top
Where the grass grows long and fair
Blows and wind that will not stop
Though many people pass through there
We are on our way they say
As they step on sticks and stones
Never resting all the way
Their words caught up by the winds moans
Above the hill the clouds do cry
Yet in the grass the mist has grown
The dying souls on sunbeams glide
Though their feet are in puddles cold
The frenzy of the winds enraged
Can scarily keep my mind engaged
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Woman in the Volcano
There is a woman living in the volcano.
I don't know how long she has been living here. I have only been walking the desert for a few years, but she is always there. Her volcano, we'll call it for conversations sake, though a landmass cannot be any one persons, sits on one of the few fresh water springs in the desert. When we pass by in the day, only stopping to refill the water skins, she stands on the red stone above us and watches.
When we stop to spend the night, with bright fires and fresh water making us cheerful, shortening the journey that we have ahead, she does not show herself. We see her in the mornings on those days, sometimes she climbs down the stones and trades for goods that she needs. She barters with strange drawings of things that could fly and stranger plants. She has no need for material treasures, trading for things of sustenance.
This way is not more traveled because it can only be crossed on foot. The sands are thick until the foot of her mountain, and after it
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Desert and Mountains
"There used t'be bridges across the river" the old man said, nodding towards rotting pylons. "But not any more. We don' mix with th' folk across the river."
He exhaled smoke, holding the cigarette with his lips.
"Th' desert and the mountains don' mix."
He pulled on the oars, the wood groaned as it created eddies in the brown slow moving water.
"You remember tha' boy. You might think livin' in the desert is hard, going to the mountains to get some money, get ahead in life."
He looked expectantly at me, and I nodded quickly.
"Tha's all fine and well, but you just remember, you meet some pretty girlie over there, you leave her be. You don't be long with her, you won't ever be able to live in the mountains, an' she'll wither away in th' desert."
I could see mountains rising up ahead of me. The old man looked back on the desert that we had just left. We were almost across the wide expanse of water.
"Bah" he snorted. "you'll make your own failings, you have th' look of a man who won't listen
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Winter Haiku
gently waving leaves
fooled by the sudden warming
will die with the frost
I stand, watching the clouds move
while the world near me
dies quietly in the cold
once holding wonders
red stone rising higher
the sky is empty
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