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Crashed | When My Head Gets Too Full
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When My Head Gets Too Full. You’re at the best WordPress.com site ever. Posted by D. Lynn Hawkins. Asymp; Leave a comment. I am writing this poem now because,. I have so many things I have written before,. I would read them but,. I write my thoughts. You keep them safe. But now you don’t because,. You took my words,. You threw them away,. Ate them forever because,. Larr; Previous post. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:.
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Writing, Activism, and an Audience
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Small Strokes Big Oaks. One small stroke of the keyboard at a time. Feminist Odyssey Blog Carnival. Fearless Females: Resources for Starting Your Own Group for Girls. Writing, Activism, and an Audience. Nov 27, 2012. Feminist odyssey blog carnival. This post was written for the November Feminist Odyssey Blog Carnival on Feminism and Activism hosted at Diary of an Accident Prone Feminist. If there is no one to read your activist thoughts, do they still count as activism? I’ve been struggling a lot lately ...
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Pantyhose, Suitcases, Hedges, and Me | When My Head Gets Too Full
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When My Head Gets Too Full. You’re at the best WordPress.com site ever. Pantyhose, Suitcases, Hedges, and Me. Posted by D. Lynn Hawkins. Asymp; Leave a comment. Laura Ingalls and Mary, Carrie and Jack. Four little girls, two with panty hose on their heads, one with hair long enough to pass, and me. Samsonite suitcases, hard sided, and a box. Three little girls, one on the big brown horse, one on the smaller beige, and me. A three wheeler, cutting through humid summer air. Wanting again to be the dog,.
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i am not | When My Head Gets Too Full
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When My Head Gets Too Full. You’re at the best WordPress.com site ever. Posted by D. Lynn Hawkins. Asymp; 3 Comments. I am not an L. I am not a G. I am not a BTQQIA or A. I am not a dyke. I am not a fag. I am not indecisive, immoral, or confused. I am not a letter. I am not a slur. I am not a label. Larr; Previous post. Next post →. Thoughts on “i am not”. June 19, 2012 at 5:32 pm. Love this poem, so simple and so true. June 19, 2012 at 6:17 pm. June 24, 2012 at 3:19 am. You are indeed you… go you!
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Sisters | When My Head Gets Too Full
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When My Head Gets Too Full. You’re at the best WordPress.com site ever. Posted by D. Lynn Hawkins. Asymp; Leave a comment. Once upon a time, there were four sisters. OK, not really ‘once upon a time.’. More like ‘I have three sisters’. And I make four. The thing about sisters is this:. They know you like no other. And they aren’t afraid to show it. A few examples if you will:. A hard smack with an English book. To this day we don’t know why). Forced to eat the dandelions. They are NOT deadly by the way).
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milking the corn | When My Head Gets Too Full
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When My Head Gets Too Full. You’re at the best WordPress.com site ever. Posted by D. Lynn Hawkins. Asymp; Leave a comment. I stand here, holding what now looks more like a bottle than the ear it really is. Hold it at the bottom, pour the milk out through the top. Careful when you cut it, not too deep. Cut too deep and you get the tough parts nobody wants to chew. Cut each ear, each one into the bottle. Pour it from the top, just the back of the knife so you get. She never told me to start the corn low.
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it wasn’t your fault | When My Head Gets Too Full
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When My Head Gets Too Full. You’re at the best WordPress.com site ever. It wasn’t your fault. Posted by D. Lynn Hawkins. Asymp; Leave a comment. It Wasn’t Your Fault – An Exercise from The Courage to Heal Workbook. The following is a Slam piece created by a compilation of survivors’ responses to the It wasn’t your fault exercise in the Courage to Heal Workbook. These items are used with permission of the survivors. It was really my fault because. I never fought back. I never ran away. I never reported it.
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D. Lynn Hawkins | When My Head Gets Too Full
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When My Head Gets Too Full. You’re at the best WordPress.com site ever. Posted by D. Lynn Hawkins. Asymp; Leave a comment. I am writing this poem now because,. I have so many things I have written before,. I would read them but,. I write my thoughts. You keep them safe. But now you don’t because,. You took my words,. You threw them away,. Ate them forever because,. Posted by D. Lynn Hawkins. Asymp; Leave a comment. Once upon a time, there were four sisters. OK, not really ‘once upon a time.’. Pantyhose, ...
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