I wrote this for Jude at Occupy LA. She was very interesting. I’m pretty sure her prompt was “kitties” and that she told me a story about how they passed away. But it was loud so I guess we’ll never know.
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This was typed for Bill at Occupy LA.
prompt: To use the line, “when was the last time you thought of me, unexpected as if in a dream”
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prompt: “Suicide.”
This prompt has been in my queue for quite some time. The poem didn’t come to me until a few weeks ago, when I was asked by an extremely apathetic and disengaging medical “professional” whether or not I had ever considered suicide. I think she just wanted a black-or-white answer, which was something I am never willing to give (I hate absolutes).
Because this prompt was given anonymously, I just want to throw out there that if anyone reading this feels like talking, you can always write me a letter or send me an email or a message.
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Here is another one I wrote for Liz. The prompt was “mortician.”
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prompt: “tree”
This poem was for Liz. She put it in a beautiful frame of roses :)
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I wrote this poem for Charlene, who wrote me a poem called “Sex” and asked me to write a sister piece.
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Most people can’t stand the cold. But we
move in circles around each other,
unafraid of chilled, winter kisses
and dark blue skies made of ice.
We wrap our bodies close
like raincoats ready to conquer the world.
-billimarie
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