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mother teaches me to pose

A poem I wrote in Creative Writing class at UC Santa Barbara, 1997.

a big hand grips mine

bull-like and stubborn

while i lie awake


butterflies dangling from the ceiling

i think of snowflakes

in japan when i am five


a girl with long hair, brown eyes

and a smile

playing with goats


pictures under cherry trees

blooming

mother teaches me to pose


one hand on one hip

cross the legs with a twinkle

pony tails and shiny buckles on shoes


my feet in stirrups

and i’m praying to god

everything will be fine

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