The Poet
She clothes herself in finest silks
and denim (for her comfort).
Her children sheathed in corderoy
bedecked in brilliant color.
Though her skin is always covered
in a fine layer of paper
as she wars
dances
creates with herself
-with in herself-
what she longs to be.
The poet.
She cannot bare her throat again
within her naked words.
She
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