Sometimes, the hunger
that compels you to eat a
cookie is sadness.
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Sometimes, the hunger
that compels you to eat a
cookie is sadness.
Category Archives: pain
Protection
Soldiers wear helmets.
Women wear makeup, styled hair.
Our mode of defense.
Unbroken
The house of my heart
is white, clean, pure. No windows,
doors. No visitors.
Survivor – Family Holidays
Two tribes – In-laws and
Parents – force you to over-
eat, then watch TV.
Lori Drew rationalizes
“She hurt my daughter,
so I wanted to hurt her.
Can’t you understand?“
Flu – fire and ice
Fever like a sun
burn – every surface blazing –
yet chilled to the core.
Feeling fat
Going to New York
to be on TV. Need new
clothes. A tent would work.
Yearning
Why this ache, an itch
no hand can scratch, a splinter
no tweezer can pull?
Regret
A blowtorch melting
a block of ice from within,
pain made transparent.
Depression
Heavy blanket weighs
you down, yet cocoons you. Why
bother to crawl out?
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