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You gave me a love bite the week I turned fifty, and I became like all other women. The woman at Thrift- way Gas. The woman who works at Walgreen's whose mother works at Walgreen's also. The women named for stars and those named for hope. Women who love God and worship inside and outside churches. Those women who stand outside the house and weep, and those whose body has failed them and those who have failed their bodies. All of these, bitten by love, as I have been unbeknownst to me on the week I turned fifty. |
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Premiere Issue (Issue #1), June, 1998 :
Santa Fe Poetry Broadside.