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They come.
The words.
A title,
the snap of an ending,
triggering
a stream of lines
and spaces,
the pounding within,
that will not stop
until my mind is free
of the mess that is
my poetry.
They come.
The words.
A title,
the snap of an ending,
triggering
a stream of lines
and spaces,
the pounding within,
that will not stop
until my mind is free
of the mess that is
my poetry.
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Melinda K Zarate
74 years old |
from MY TEXTS, Archive 267 Texts
The Coin Toss - 2026-09-26
The Painted Horses (1) - 2026-09-24
Kinetic (2) - 2026-09-21
Shelved (4) - 2026-09-17
Monsters - 2026-09-10
Still Here (2) - 2026-09-02
Retaining Wall (4) - 2026-08-21
The Great Destruction (4) - 2026-08-20
All is Well (1) - 2026-08-15
Domesticated (2) - 2026-08-15
Tallies (5) - 2026-08-14
Obstruction (2) - 2026-08-10
Still Here (4) - 2026-08-07
Redefined (1) - 2026-08-03
Tightening - 2026-07-30
Scorched (1) - 2026-07-28
A Low Vibration (4) - 2026-07-27
Medusa (2) - 2026-07-26
Reflection - 2026-07-23
Releasing: A Triptych (2) - 2026-07-21
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