Love is like a box of chocolates given to you by a Nazi war doctor who has filled half of them with ground glass. You may suffer unspeakably; you may experience brief gratification.
I just discovered your blog (thank you, Facebook) and I am SO EXCITED to read some Mary Elder poems once again. You are so very talented. I will be checking this site obsessively from now on...
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I just discovered your blog (thank you, Facebook) and I am SO EXCITED to read some Mary Elder poems once again. You are so very talented. I will be checking this site obsessively from now on...
I very much agree with the sentiment, and am impressed once again by the beautiful way in which you express it.
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