Behold
the changeling child.
The insolate daughter
of the night. She is the sun's spawn.
She shines.
the changeling child.
The insolate daughter
of the night. She is the sun's spawn.
She shines.
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When every risk's a paper risk/ when every toe and tac and tic is underlined and scored/ I'll bet you're bored.
About Me
- Lo
- Very cranky displaced liberal lady from Indiana currently living inside The Beltway. Initial 8 years spent in awe and wonderment rapidly changing to total disillusionment - planning to spend the next 8 spitting, sputtering and screeching. Occasional poet, chronic bitch. The horror, the horror.
Lo's Poetry On The Net
- After the Sun Rose
- Arlington National Cemetery Section 60 NEW!!
- Collection - Hypertext
- Collection - Poet's Corner
- Collection - Sol
- Judicium
- Matthew 10:29-31
- Messiah
- Shatter
- The Artist
- The Spider's Named Penelope
- Those Dead + Deutronomy 1:38-40
- To All The Boys
- To The Greek Girl
- Writer, Writer, Budding Scribe
- You Walk The Streets NEW!!
Dan Halberstein Poetry
NagsHead 2010
Poetry Workshops
Favorite Blogs & Bloggers
Women Poets Working in Form
LITERARY MAGAZINE LISTINGS and SUBMISSION LOCATIONS + INFORMATION
Poetry Sites
Blog Archive
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- Fusion Poetry Slam-a-Thon
- Lindsay Lohan and the Amazing Condolence Letter
- Art at Work
- Happy Spanksgiving!!!!
- "If I Did It" - No One Wants to Read About It
- "If I Did It"....by O. J. Whatshisgame
- A Picture's Worth.....
- Time for a Change
- Etheree at Barnard
- Which Poet Are You?
- Innominate
- Celebrating Anne Sexton
- Fun Stuff. - Give It A Try
- ALLEN CONCEDES
- Poetry....by Donald Rumsfeld
- Just an Old Fashioned Female
- SENDING A MESSAGE
- Go On....Get Out There
- BABY ELVIS
- Sex or Religion?
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