Claiming Alexandria

Everyday poetry, poetry for every day. Insights. Epiphanies. The full measure. The last word. The only things left to say.

Showing posts with label masks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label masks. Show all posts
Saturday, December 19, 2020

Winter Writing Sanctuary 2.5, Taking a moment, Spark 10

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Peace on Earth Beneath this mask my words are muffled. I am careful not  to lean in too closely to hear  your voice.  Even my father, who ha...
Friday, October 30, 2009

Masks

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by Justine C. Tajonera I envy my son, he wears no masks other than the ones for Halloween. He cries when he feels like it, belly lau...
Sunday, October 18, 2009

Other People

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By Justine C. Tajonera I walked into the mall dressed to the nines and spent ten minutes worrying about what other people might think...
Friday, October 16, 2009

Role

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By Justine C. Tajonera I try on the life of another human being, a coat of feelings, lenses with another view. I'm a shadow of ...
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My mother named me after a character in the Alexandria Quartet by Lawrence Durrell. I claim my literary heritage by writing. Everyday poetry, Poetry for every day. For as long as there's a poem or a story in me, I will vow to share it.
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