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…thread of untruth sewn in fables of audacity embroidered by your tongue — your ‘cat o nine tails’ knotted tight to lash my back in welts of misbelief my self-esteem so crushed i questioned as to whether half of me had gladly lost its mind. then sanity complied and took control to leave no stone unturned no page unread. no secretundisco…
Sally A Mortemore
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Oh Have I ever been here, Sally!
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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