Guardian

Lisa Jenkins

May 2, 2013

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As I comb your hair I can't help but long to Snip off a bit. A braided bit of your yellow locks, Your long, cared-for tresses. I would tuck it into A safe-box, a carefully-guarded home; I would close it up in my locket,...

Color Me Mine

Shira Buchsbaum

May 2, 2013

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What's your favorite color? They ask it's an ice breaker and it's a terribly difficult question for only four words The rainbow, I reply Because I'm afraid that by picking a favorite the others will get jealous and we...

Hallways

Shira Buchsbaum

March 20, 2013

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You don’t look at me as we pass in the halls You used to though We’d make eye contact and you’d wink with a wicked grin I’d blush and lose my train of thought because we had a secret this glorious, delicious...

Hi, My Name Is

Hi, My Name Is

March 20, 2013

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