Author: daniellesarta
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Poem taken from the headlines of WSJ articles from March 1st and 31st
To ‘Hurkle-Durkle,’ or Lounge in Bed, Is a TikTok Trend That’s 200 Years Old Signs of Trouble at Regional Banks Reignite Sector Fears ‘I Don’t Want to Look Like I’m Trying Too Hard.’ A Men’s Guide to Effortless Dressing Macy’s Stores Aren’t Fun Places to Shop. Its New CEO Wants to Fix That The Invisible…
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Grief in Dreams
I. I am holding my cat in my arms I am not holding my cat instead, I am holding a bird who belonged to a friend I place him in a shoebox and carry him with me everywhere I go and show him to no one afraid someone else will see him for what he…
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Modesty
Men use the name and word of God to police everyone except themselves
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Fallen Angel
Hands still clasped in prayer, You wept; Hosts deserting on Their wings unbroken, beautiful, Chasing after a Paradise lost Only to you. Hands still clasped in prayer, You wept; Body no longer soft Instead sharp, hard, bent angles On the cracked stone beneath Your polished skin. Hands still clasped in prayer, You wept; Tawny hair…
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Sonnet for Baby Birdface
Your molten eyes of brown, your curly hair Your skin a tan exactly as my own I must have birthed you in my sleep somewhere; For how else could I see me in your bones When we don’t share a single drop of blood? Now motherhood a thin line to be blurred I’d sow the…
Danielle Sarta 