Four Death Poems: Forget, There is Nothing left to Gain, Mirror, and It by Teresita Blanco

Four Death Poems: Forget, There is Nothing left to Gain, Mirror, and It by Teresita Blanco

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Forget  by Teresita Blanco Digging up a grave To bury my rage. There is nothing to gain From labor’s pain. I lift...

Six Bizarre Poems by Teresita Blanco

Six Bizarre Poems by Teresita Blanco

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Sins Unforgiving  by Teresita Blanco Sometimes I forget How to breathe, Sometimes I forget My own name. It grows ...

As We grown older and I dare not wonder by Teresita Blanco

As We grown older and I dare not wonder by Teresita Blanco

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As We grown older by Teresita Blanco   Time slowly drifts away and we soon realize that we grown older. Our backs a...