Photo and poem by Julie N.
I am a Piano
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Creative Expression
Petty Retaliation
I was fourteenand sick of daddy-Monster’s violence.I did not know who I was.I had heard too many lies. Too many beatings.Too many slaps across the face.Too many unpredictable eruptions.Too much terror. Too much ridicule.Too many disparaging comments.Too many hostile...
Bridge of Light
The space between “Me” and “I am”Is the place where wrong meets don’t belong.Self and identity, privileges deniedI struggle to breathe and learn to hide. Here on the shore of a foreign seaBuried treasure revealed at low tide sweepStarving gull pecks at scraps and...
Turlock
nearing the restaurant I hear the boys passing on bicycles speaking beautiful Spanish entering i see a lot of people not prizing some invisible seed of potential ...
Volcano
Living with a volcano….He provides for us.He keeps us well fed, terrified,emotionally famished. The volcano explodesoften and unpredictably.Then just as suddenly,an eerie calm as if nothing happened. When will the volcano erupt?There’s no way to know.It just...