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The Problem with Emotional Stability. {poetry}

We are, by nature, bipolar. Yin and Yang. Masculine and Feminine. Active and Restful. Of Sun and Moon; Tides, Storms, Trees, Water, and Earth. In light of our place among the wildness of Nature, the delusion of emotional stability is inhumane! Impossible. We can be assured that sadness -- and ...

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Enough Is Enough. {poetry}

Enough is enough. No longer will I apologize for my beauty. No longer will I hide myself. No longer will I fear my body's ability to provoke desire.

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I Felt You the Moment I Arrived. {poetry}

It was then that I felt the flood. Warm rush pushing me out of the door and down the street, my hand cupped gently in yours. Your warrior soul, stretching out your wings to cover me in my smallest moment.

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We Will Be Her Angels and Your Snakes. {poetry}

We will be Her angels in rape and pillage We will love Her, pray to Her, infuse Her with our internal sunlight, warm her with the photosynthesis of Love.

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Dancing Love. {poetry}

Dancing every day is good. I will do it until I die. Dance every day... Dance when I am feeling sexual -- allow sexuality to live in me, to move me, to sparkle and grow and animate my dance.

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Cobra: Snake Medicine. {poetry}

Open your eyes, plant your feet. Notice. Even if the meaning for you is not clear, just take in the profound beauty of this planet at this time.

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I Am Not Afraid to Love You. {poetry}

I am tired of cheaply patching my love void with superficial smiles and empty hugs, dry lovemaking that doesn’t even know what respect and admiration are.

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Love Poem by an Imperfectionist. {poetry}

I count every hand held, on chilly walks along the coastline Every kiss under the blanket of stars, And every breath on my skin, as a blessing.

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Rise up and Know. {poetry}

Marching together, we validated the deeper knowing we’ve all been feeling. Marching together, we collectively agreed, “No, this is not normal.”

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Transformation and Rebirth: After the Storm. {poetry}

You don’t have to go through a brain injury to experience death and rebirth. Break-ups, divorces, even getting fired from a job, are like little deaths that pull the rug out from beneath us.

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