backyard crowing
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all pain is the same
"When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same."
- Toni Morrison
this means i've officially accidentally stolen from a writer. hm. remember this poem that i'm about to post? of course you don't, i was never intelligent enough to post it.
All Pain Is the Same
she sat in her car,
sobbing, flaking, cracked
her phone to her ear
a map at her hand
outside the shell station
on this blackened night
begging
she must have thought that ragged i
out here on the street
was crazy
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I was moving from San Antonio to Houston last year, and I got lost in downtown Houston at night alone. I had received my first ticket not long after I left San Antonio, so I was fairly shaken up to begin with. I was hysterical and on the cellphone with my mother, trying to figure out where I was when I saw a lady on the street looking up at me. I'm not sure what she thought, but this is written from her perspective.
- friday, Feb. 9, 2007
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