Earth
the palms of land gift flowers. I was happy in your quiet miles of warm summer in the absence of panic tell my memory I was hoping for words created from pg 75 of A Girl Named Truth, a memoir by...
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with my words I want to breathe wrap my eyes in the early bloom of birth It took me thirty-three years to ask for my space. During the pause between breathing listen to a buried fear begin to unearth...
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open the room of my mind search for me within faded doubt listen to words sing My birth There was once a little girl named Alethea her heart sparked with truth created from pg 3 of A Girl Named Truth,...
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me Against a backdrop of daisies follow a young girl plunking the strings of courage with her name her soul is a guide through the struggle to define self witness her inner journey created from pg 4...
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sing this young girl through thundering skies free a strength clouded by fear Before she asks who loves truth created from pg 5 of A Girl Named Truth, a memoir by Alethea Kehas
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with a blue shield of truth old enough to remember stories of a tapestried family created from pg 6 of A Girl Named Truth, a memoir by Alethea Kehas
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born into My mother’s words lonely for a place to remember me permit my eagerness to leave her body and rebirth A Girl Named Truth Created from pg 9 of A Girl Named Truth, a memoir by Alethea Kehas
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the first to bathe me, wiping me clean of my mother’s womb she tells me she worried about me- When I was a child, my mother told me my grandmother favored my sister I was old enough to understand hurt...
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like an amoeba searching for solid form. slippery, elusive and subject to change. a child fear may transform it now enter the scene and watch him grab the woman still his wife. His motive frustration...
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we would drive to Salvation Army to buy clothes by the bagful we took tap and jazz at the Parish House the closest I got to my cousin’s life in Henniker, I coveted Tina’s house painted white with two...
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child, believe we move to push aside thorns bloom rooms for a home wipe clean their pitchy residue I was born with closed shades to cover my Truth created from pg 15 of A Girl Named Truth, a memoir by...
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Me hold me look at me my eyes search for connection without anger there is hope, there is love created from pg 18 of A Girl Named Truth, a memoir by Alethea Kehas
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We shave our heads string Tulsi around our necks We are poor and trying to hide help us learn our new world we eat and sleep with strangers near a Palace of Gold filled with cold opulence take our...
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surf the waves of ocean. Bad fortune crashes and leaves bruises search the sea for the lost. we are found frayed with separation join us to discover missing parts created from pg 24 of A Girl Named...
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pray for her to come home she is a lost daughter ask God to free her cloudy way, she walks holding the hand of need created from pg 25 of A Girl Named Truth, a memoir by Alethea Kehas
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for us in New Hampshire While we learn to hide truth until I am undefined created from pg 26 of A Girl Named Truth, a memoir by Alethea Kehas
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fly over the “safest” path you have a choice, which is to say you can be your o w n guru to figure out how Pay attention to your wisdom get out of your head and its turbulence overhead luggage Not...
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seek beauty in The common entertain each light true peace is Connection to all created from a 7/21/13 Concord Monitor Real Estate article by Sarah Ashley Durrell
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love plays In photographs hiding from the camera Here we are inside smiles a family of four in the division of love created from pg 30 of A Girl Named Truth, a memoir by Alethea Kehas
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the moment after my mother closed the door and left me My stomach recalls the heavy pull of stones forming while I waited for her return memory, leave me shut the door. I can still see the faint white...
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