Tag: suffering
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the writer i loved .
i once loved a writer till the day she put a bullet in her head. she did tell me she loved me too and often read Hemingway to me on soft sunday mornings. then on the day we got married she planted a bougainvillea tree in her mother’s garden.it was five summers ago. her mother,…
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to the misery in our bones
people like you and i, we will live our whole lives compressing our horror so deep in our chest, because we come from the root of ancestors who never had lives lucid and lavish. we come from the womb of mothers who were torn and forced into marriages. we will forever remain as an inherent…
Prena Poetry 