Poems from nicoleneilson
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White
Shifty
The Sand
Allows my toes
And foot as a whole
To pass and
Sink some
Inches
Down
Setting
Like the
Tangerine sun
As it slips away...
We were called crazy then.
To us they were not benign.
We fought our brothers opinions.
We were seen as out of line.
We did sit-ins to...
I see their faces
permanently pressed into my mind.
We oft spoke different languages,
but there was a connection
and I still see their eyes...
I touched a deer yesterday.
First its nose then its cheek.
I looked into its glass eyes,
Sadly empty and dead,
Placed when they stuffed its...