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Sexy close up of a collage I made a few years ago. Mixed media paper, paper bags, cardstock, and cut canvases.

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Poem FIVE. The final poem in the series and I’m a lil saddened but during the preparation my body knew that it was coming to an end. I had plans to write more but as the words poured out of me last night, I knew I had written enough. In the past week, I’ve been fighting with my arthritis and I found it peculiar that I was having this pain while I was writing this specific poem.

Bones. Maybe my arthritis is more than what I assume it to be and I felt every word that I wrote. Shamelessly reveal mental and emotional distress. Collect and accept the parts of me that will never be mended. Anchor myself when life wants to toss me around. Protect myself because everyone doesn’t deserve the best parts of me. Time is a stingy bitch - don’t waste it. Suffering doesn’t last forever. Whew!

Let me know which poem(s) you liked the most and your favorite lines.

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