Christine Austin Cole

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'A woman made of words is milkweed, bound to rattle open, scatter, and be lost.'

~ Marisa de Los Santos (excerpted from Io's Gift, which was included in her poetry collection, From The Bones Out)

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Wiskey Pete 23 July 2009

Re: Your poem 'Confession.' (knowing she would sin again) Ahhhhh, how true those words are for all of us.Is not that the point of any confession? To keep trying to be better and confession is that constant reminder to do exactly that-a reminder.

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The Best Poem Of Christine Austin Cole

Air Born

She tumbled from the sky that night
White washed and too familiar
Holding cotton candy dreams
In her hand
Timidly, she set down
And begged the earth
To take her in
Even then
Her heart just wouldn’t
Let go
The sky

(She could still hear the echoes
Apple pie lies and emptiness
Hopeless, she couldn't bear to listen)

She convinced herself not to cry
Wanted but unacceptable now
Rejecting the memories that
Lingered behind
She smiled, as the night
Breathed her in
Just when
A single stubborn tear
Fell from
Her eye

And I....
I wasn't brave enough to ask her why.

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