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Sun shining over a mountain range.

My Mother’s Words

By Phibby Venable All my mother’s words live around here,and I am always placing them in whatever orderI can remember.They hold the door open each morning, and suggestI have a better gratitude and attitude,for being aliveI stretch my eyes all over the sky, I lean upand look over the mountainsMy…

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razors

By Samantha Renn in sincerity she screams blessed mother, where were you when that boy cut me, when that boy tied me to the pain he was inflicting in the fear she cowered and stayed sword’s edge; she’s associated meanings with everything and those bindings are razor wire, but she…

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