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Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Rainy Day Woman Poem--The Piñata
Cold rain turned my shirt
into paper mache.
I tried to hold it away
from the mound of each breast.
Your warm palms traced their shape,
and you told me I was beautiful.
All wet and streaming,
I believed you.
Originally Published in
Maria Garcia Teutsch
prehistoric dolmen Pierre de la Fée
The fairy stone
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