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Tuesday
19 December 2000
 

 

 

10 45 pm pst   [ sisterhood ]

The days pass like leaves
and the clouds are so white.
She looks at me sidelong;
her eyes sparkle bright.

The raspberry tarts were free.
The juice man wanted to scold me.
Our walk was highly sunny.
We rented three movies.

What is sisterhood
if not the bond of blood?
It is the shared experience
of growing up together.
We didn't have...

She looks like a princess
asleep at night on the couch
hand pressed to face
kangaroo in pouch.

What is our sisterhood
if not these times we share?
What is our sisterhood
if not how much we care?

 

 

 

3 years ago: But it is difficult for me to be fully enthused about a remodeled house when I cannot even walk from my door to my window in my room.

 

2 years ago: I didn't write because I was enjoying my vacation and being 21, and because the network was down at Berkeley.

 

1 year ago: The few times I convinced him to go in front of me, I was awed by his metric rhythm. He is exquisite to watch -- a long human form bending from arc to arc.


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