Wildheart
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ManifestoA Poem by WildheartWhen we fall in love it is a wholly internal process that other people do not see. Sometimes people do not accept what we feel. Sometimes we ourselv.. |
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63 daysA Poem by WildheartThe exact amount of days it took for one life to end and another to begin. |
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Love in a time of cholera:fastforwardA Poem by WildheartSeperating from my husband was intense ...Garcia Marquez infers that lovesickness is a disease comparable to cholera. I would agree. |
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my left pawA Poem by WildheartI have a small left hand - it is my favourite and very delicate. This is an ode to it's charms. |
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Barthes the agoraphobeA Poem by WildheartToo much time indoors over the new year left me wondering what could make me go outside again and who would read the semiotics of my soul |
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My Worst SundaysA Poem by WildheartA regretful time spent with a man who thought I was his posession to do with what he wished... |
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3 hours cheating ecstasyA Poem by Wildhearta thought on two encounters with one man - the first and the last, many months apart |
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