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    Featured Post: I Remember the Mother – Deanna Raymond

    I remember my Mother As I knew her, I a child of the 70’s She- Mother Wild, Mother Earth I remember her digging and planting In a… Read more “Featured Post: I Remember the Mother – Deanna Raymond”

    August 9, 2019 by braveandrecklessblog

    Baby & Me – Kristiana Reed

    In baby’s small hands she saw his and as baby pulled her necklace into an embrace she trembled, remembered the power he once had. Still had, swimming… Read more “Baby & Me – Kristiana Reed”

    April 21, 2018April 29, 2018 by Kristiana

    Stepping Off the Spiral Path- Christine Ray

    No longer virginal maiden lips like ripe peach no longer fertile earth mother babe at breast I have fallen out of memory fallen out of myth Filled… Read more “Stepping Off the Spiral Path- Christine Ray”

    March 8, 2018March 8, 2018 by braveandrecklessblog

    But What About My Brain?

    Teacher of femininity, unbashful was she; saw Mother naked often enough, and couldn’t help but admire her small breasts and well-manicured mons pubis.   She’d bought me… Read more “But What About My Brain?”

    March 6, 2018March 5, 2018 by Kindra M. Austin

    It’s a Boy – Kristiana Reed

    Their toothy smiles exude youth; their laughter is too loud for this carriage but it’s glee breathes like an orchestra.   The beauty of youth blossom cheeks… Read more “It’s a Boy – Kristiana Reed”

    February 28, 2018February 17, 2018 by Kristiana

    Christmas Morning by Nadia Garofalo

    We sit in pregnant silence The current distress collects in my head, rains down my face You say nothing Again I’m that girl in the black skirt… Read more “Christmas Morning by Nadia Garofalo”

    October 24, 2017October 18, 2017 by braveandrecklessblog

    Christmas Morning by Nadia Garofalo

    Christmas Morning by Nadia Garofalo We sit in pregnant silence The current distress collects in my head, rains down my face You say nothing Again I’m that girl… Read more “Christmas Morning by Nadia Garofalo”

    December 25, 2016December 25, 2016 by Private Bad Thoughts
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