Poem -

at odds

I am the woman who despite the
odds still manages to get it wrong
To question probe and toss the
stars away away and oh so
fucking far

I am the woman who scrapes
blackened nails against those
even blacker truths, who can't find
light beyond beyond what is

I am the she who sits with skeptic
brow, sees nothing good beyond
the now, not one thing good
beyond the now and strains to
make a peace with that somehow

M P 1/6/22

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Being Me

You may have a skeptic brow but, my god, can you write it all out well!

An amazing piece 👏👏👏👏

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Marion

Thanks so much for taking the time Tina...appreciated always my friend xx

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