Oh, dear woman!
Oh, dear woman! You want to heal the world But your soul is broken Its splinters
HER
She births The great and the down-trodden From her womb flows rejection and the world’s second
A Way With Words
They said I have a way with words, I told them words were the only thing
A Woman’s Body
The symbol Of the world’s incompleteness Her bleeding, the shedding of sin The corridor to humanity’s
Home
Home, Where the stove was warm, the winter cold; mother Russia. The road with longevity and
STAY
Him, To Wallow In Your Everything (ness) Worship, Your feet Your soul Your eyes See himself
IN A MOMENT OF DARKNESS
In a moment of darkness, I am caught in the trap of routine; the disorderliness in
DEAR WORLD, I’M SORRY!
I’m sorry, For the time I hurt you to be true to myself, For the time
THE LOVE OF A YOUNG MAN
The love of a young man is fresh, It’s optimistic, it’s sweet, unspoilt; Betrothed to your
EUPHEMISMS FOR DEATH
You died. I could not say it, I could not write it; I told them, ‘She’s
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