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Saturday, October 08, 2016. **** of the Moon. He thought he was the sun, a huge star. Me, the moon, only there to reflect his power. The moon must be **********. He attacked in the night, stealing my power. I, in his orbit, under his gravity's grasp. The moon must reflect his desires. He spoke his lies. "Relax. You'll like it.". My cries blown away with his hot breath. The moon must remain silent. Orbits around the sun from so many moon cycles. My time never all mine, nor is the night any more. Sit besid...

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Saturday, October 08, 2016. **** of the Moon. He thought he was the sun, a huge star. Me, the moon, only there to reflect his power. The moon must be **********. He attacked in the night, stealing my power. I, in his orbit, under his gravity's grasp. The moon must reflect his desires. He spoke his lies. Relax. You'll like it.. My cries blown away with his hot breath. The moon must remain silent. Orbits around the sun from so many moon cycles. My time never all mine, nor is the night any more. Sit besid...

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Saturday, October 08, 2016. **** of the Moon. He thought he was the sun, a huge star. Me, the moon, only there to reflect his power. The moon must be **********. He attacked in the night, stealing my power. I, in his orbit, under his gravity's grasp. The moon must reflect his desires. He spoke his lies. "Relax. You'll like it.". My cries blown away with his hot breath. The moon must remain silent. Orbits around the sun from so many moon cycles. My time never all mine, nor is the night any more. Sit besid...

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Dead Daddy: Daughterfuckers

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Sunday, May 06, 2007. Some men are just mean. Pleased as punch to gouge out holes. Where there should be none,. At least not yet. And yet, for some reason,. Little Princess is expected. To burp politely, behind her hand,. Never let the gas escape, (Cry Rape! 8220;Oh, excuse me, so sorry! Do not become, my dear,. So destroyed in your soul. That you will spread your legs. And point, to that spot, (Crotch Rot! 8220;Ouch, it hurts me.”. Young Ladies must cross their legs. Ever-so-politely to the side. To sil...

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Dead Daddy: September 2010

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Friday, September 10, 2010. The mother in me. Would remove your lungs. A number of months,. She would have you. Live long years,. Whom you have loved. Die in your eyes,. Put her child to sleep. With her cheek on. A tiny head of baby hair. And beat you on bare feet with. Bouquets of barbed wire. Who is carrying my purse,. Containing a card for. The ACLU and a copy of. The New Testament (NRSV),. Petitions nightly to God. To deny you entrance to Hell,. Sentencing you to a lonely. We dream of these and other.

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Dead Daddy: Survivor Statement

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Friday, September 10, 2010. The mother in me. Would remove your lungs. A number of months,. She would have you. Live long years,. Whom you have loved. Die in your eyes,. Put her child to sleep. With her cheek on. A tiny head of baby hair. And beat you on bare feet with. Bouquets of barbed wire. Who is carrying my purse,. Containing a card for. The ACLU and a copy of. The New Testament (NRSV),. Petitions nightly to God. To deny you entrance to Hell,. Sentencing you to a lonely. We dream of these and other.

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Dead Daddy: April 2011

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Thursday, April 28, 2011. A prose poem from the Southerner in me. All Those Who Ever Did Me Wrong Are White:. Why I am Nice to Black (and Brown) People. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Who knew this was going to happen? View my complete profile. What Do I Do? It is always ok to talk about it. Recovery Poetry works. You can email me at. Cyndihud at yahoo dot com. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License. A prose poem from the Southerner in me.

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Dead Daddy: Where He Put Things

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Thursday, October 28, 2010. Where He Put Things. He put his hand over my mouth,. Assuring me with shushes, “Relax, you’ll like it.”. I didn’t, any more than you enjoy reading this. He put bruises on my thighs,. My underwear down around my knees. Bear [witness] with me here. He put his penis inside me,. Along with quite a few abrasions. Breathe through the lines, don’t panic. He put my arms up over my head, pinning me,. So skilled he must have had practice. He put fear in my gut, terrors in my nights,.

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Prodigal Aspersions: September 2013

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Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it? Thursday, September 05, 2013. 10 Hate Crimes Against Students. The blogger at The Other Class created a list. 1 Holding yourself and your knowledge in such esteem that you can't admit your humanity. 2 Syllabus proofreading crimes. You cut and pasted that from another semester, didn't you? 3 Instructions vs. Syllabus War. 4 Allowing students to flaunt rules. Phones Off, On the Table, Screen Down, Hands Off. 5 Changing the syllabus - every week. 7 Germs: ...

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Prodigal Aspersions: August Break: Edge

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Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it? Tuesday, August 11, 2015. Feel free to critique the poetry. I employ a sophisticated thick hide technology. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Who knew this was going to happen? View my complete profile. What does the title mean? A Thousand Wonders: The Writing. Dead Daddy: Recovery Poetry. Cyn dot huddleston at gmail dot com. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 United States License. Fuck You - Aloha -...

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Prodigal Aspersions: August Break: Talisman

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Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it? Monday, August 10, 2015. Feel free to critique the poetry. I employ a sophisticated thick hide technology. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Who knew this was going to happen? View my complete profile. What does the title mean? A Thousand Wonders: The Writing. Dead Daddy: Recovery Poetry. Cyn dot huddleston at gmail dot com. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 United States License. Fuck You - Aloha - ...

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Prodigal Aspersions: November 2011

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Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it? Monday, November 07, 2011. The Wizard of Oz. 1939), Victor Fleming, director. This film speaks volumes about my upbringing. I don't mean the theme of valuing home and family. I am not referring to the parallel of a little girl out wandering the countryside with animals for her only companions. It's not even Dorothy's fears, although there is certainly something there. The Wizard of Oz. Points out how integral church was in my life. Yep. Church. Sometime...

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Prodigal Aspersions: August Break: Notebook

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Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it? Thursday, August 06, 2015. Tucked in my journal. Feel free to critique the poetry. I employ a sophisticated thick hide technology. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Who knew this was going to happen? View my complete profile. What does the title mean? A Thousand Wonders: The Writing. Dead Daddy: Recovery Poetry. Cyn dot huddleston at gmail dot com. Chaucer: Sources and Backgrounds; Robert P Miller, ed. The Oxford Guide to Chaucer: The Canterbury Tales.

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Prodigal Aspersions: August Break: Skin

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Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it? Monday, August 03, 2015. I always have a bruise or two. Or three. Bruises are loud. They say embarrassing things in public. Bruises are blabber mouths. They gossip. A lot. They aren't attractive like eyes, with colors all melding in a perfect palette. They aren't political like tattoos, not usually anyway. Although, they could be gotten from a down and dirty protest march. Labels: August Break; Rheumatoid Arthritis; Humira Pen and Methotrexate injectable.

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Prodigal Aspersions: August Break: Numbers

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Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it? Tuesday, August 04, 2015. Feel free to critique the poetry. I employ a sophisticated thick hide technology. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Who knew this was going to happen? View my complete profile. What does the title mean? A Thousand Wonders: The Writing. Dead Daddy: Recovery Poetry. Cyn dot huddleston at gmail dot com. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 United States License. Fuck You - Aloha -...

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Prodigal Aspersions: August Break: Air

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Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it? Sunday, August 02, 2015. Like love, air isn't visible except for the effect it has on the world around us. Keep it spinning. Things I am sure of. I will do my best! Feel free to critique the poetry. I employ a sophisticated thick hide technology. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Who knew this was going to happen? View my complete profile. What does the title mean? A Thousand Wonders: The Writing. Dead Daddy: Recovery Poetry. Can It Really Be Taught?

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Prodigal Aspersions: August Break: Smooth

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Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it? Saturday, August 08, 2015. 25 Retro Table • Smooth Junk. Feel free to critique the poetry. I employ a sophisticated thick hide technology. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Who knew this was going to happen? View my complete profile. What does the title mean? A Thousand Wonders: The Writing. Dead Daddy: Recovery Poetry. Cyn dot huddleston at gmail dot com. Chaucer: Sources and Backgrounds; Robert P Miller, ed. Can It Really Be Taught? The Collected Wo...

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Prodigal Aspersions: December 2013

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Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it? Saturday, December 28, 2013. The Word is "Vulnerable". It is the cold time. When I think on Keeling from here in my life that has run from poverty past sufficient to plenty, I think of summers, with blackberries found on spider-ridden brambles or of trees that harbor all manner of insects but usually something outstanding like locusts that shed their skins when they grow out of their previous selves. Winter means burning up precious calories staying warm.

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Saturday, October 08, 2016. Rape of the Moon. He thought he was the sun, a huge star. Me, the moon, only there to reflect his power. The moon must be submissive. He attacked in the night, stealing my power. I, in his orbit, under his gravity's grasp. The moon must reflect his desires. He spoke his lies. "Relax. You'll like it.". My cries blown away with his hot breath. The moon must remain silent. Orbits around the sun from so many moon cycles. My time never all mine, nor is the night any more. Sit besid...

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