Poems from BettinaMangiaracina
I love the hour the ship growls and the engine roars off to sea.I shiver, we wrap up as you and me.Your soft words in my wanna-be ear.I...
I lived on a ship for two months;a mental institution for middle schoolers;Rehab.
My nervous twitching came back,but you know it was only...
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I remember the tajine in Morocco. Your hand as it passed me a cigarette. My hand as it held yours. Our taxi driver screaming.
“You’re not...
Joke.
Jokes are good.
Good jokes, dry jokes
Like the grass of the boreal
Funny jokes
Like the kids of the night.
Only say good jokes.
Only...
Dryness.
No one expects, but dryness.
Don't speak unless you're spoken to; don't speak only speak when it's worth it.
Use your words wisely...