Susannah Rae
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To All My Travelling DJ Homies:A Poem by Susannah Rae |
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Menthol MemoriesA Poem by Susannah Raelate night musings and remembrances |
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BreathingA Poem by Susannah Raethere's something incredibly sexy and simply beautiful about the man I love blowing smoke into my lungs |
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8 ways of looking at a black eyeA Poem by Susannah Raedomestic violence at it's finest - though in part, inspired by a piece entitled, "16 ways of looking at a blackbird" |
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god's basementA Poem by Susannah Raesurrealist poetry inspired by CA Conrad's "The Book of Frank" |
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Night Shifts in the NuthouseA Poem by Susannah Rae"I have pretended to go mad in order to tell you the things I need to. I call it art because art is the word we give to our feelings made public. And.. |
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I need to quit smokingA Poem by Susannah Raecigarettes... |
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The Music MakerA Poem by Susannah Raewatching close friends succumb to drugs and addiction |
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The taco truck across from the MRoomA Poem by Susannah RaeAnxiety Attacks and sucker punches |
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BallerinaA Poem by Susannah RaeIn response to Degas' "Dancer at the Barre II" |
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