Spotlights Burn

She amassed children while he pursued accolades Family photos display northern shorelines tanned faces, white-toothed grins parents not represented Lost her childhood at the bottom of a ravine laid beaten and shattered no one came to rescue her. Guess that’s what drew her the his light; money, she hoped would not abandon her. But muck […]

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Cracking the Code

Adept at uprooting, conditioned to follow chaos – know my place there. Kindness unsettles – each ray piercing cracking the crust unleashing a prism both painful and joyous – legacy of dysfunction. (Poem from Twitter @Vjknutson.  Image from personal collection.)    

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Facing Truths

I am communicator, initiator, anticipate a friendly invitation from the unknown But the subconscious alights on the familial – gathers sanctimonious, moneyless, old, empty terrors of dysfunction – spits out shame and rage. Like it or not – I am vulnerable.

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Chasing Snakes

Who ghosts desire? I long for a kiss, my glass belly ice & concrete clouding our porcelain peace. A good woman lingers, then after voices joy I, marble angel, let men like father, with grass on their hand, pat eternity, the door sheer, timely, Life! (Disclaimer:  Fridays I play around online with Magnetic Poetry.  The […]

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Missing

Have you seen her – the child we lost, the one who lost herself? born to a sister breasts not yet ripe for motherhood’s call a passenger on a perilous ride, sweetness eclipsed by a cacophony of raised voices the wails of women helplessly trapped a smothering drama; how easily she escaped slipped from our […]

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Family Portrait

Did you know that life would come to this? Flattened memories pressed between wax, the essence of our efforts forgotten, the dreams, so carefully construed, lost.  You leaned toward the conventional, and I was ever the sentimentalist and yet we ended up in the same place – shadow selves standing at the banks of our […]

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Two-Storied

A two-story, red brick set on the edge of town was our castle, tall cedars, like a moat, separating us from unwanted onlookers Strategically placed intercoms tracked our movements, and walls that moved revealed forbidden spaces – passageways that led to covert rooms Our King was not benevolent, and nor was our mother his queen […]

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Tangled

Father told me I had no problems – didn’t even know what problems were, so I tucked away grief, pretended, mastered the art of suppression – what did I matter, after all? Failed to grasp the underlying message – ignored the extent of his personal pain, translated indifference into selfish agendas, set up walls to […]

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Koolaid

Yellow was the colour of their house, green the lawn upon which we played – the house of boys where fun lived. Ours was two-storey, red brick with black, the colour of our air, privacy fences blocking outsiders, girls within Never heard a voice raised there, was served only milk and cookies in the kitchen; […]

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Missing

Have you seen her – the child we lost, the one who lost herself? born to a sister breasts not yet ripe for motherhood’s call a passenger on a perilous ride, sweetness eclipsed by a cacophony of raised voices the wails of women helplessly trapped a smothering drama; how easily she escaped slipped from our […]

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