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Hands Can: A Reflection on the LA Fires
Cancer spreads like wildfire. A wildfire spreads like cancer. And both need clean edges to stop the growth.
Sharon Frances
Jan 123 min read


Struggle
To all of you who signed up for Daily Poetry, I want to ask you for patience and compassion. I am a person with ambitious ideas and...

Sharon Frances
Apr 29, 20231 min read


What Fills Me
a cup a well a reservoir after the rain a heart a head my body once again I fill myself in the everyday my backyard was a dry field of...

Sharon Frances
Apr 8, 20231 min read


Lean into the night
I look back at her unsuspecting face So busy A buzzing bee Tending her garden Spreading pollen To help everything grow Except herself So...

Sharon Frances
Apr 7, 20231 min read


Touch
Have you felt the scar yet? The tissue is tough, The skin is tight. You are afraid to. That's okay. Take it slow. Here... just a finger....

Sharon Frances
Apr 3, 20231 min read


When?
When did I get old, when was I young? When did I need to hear your voice, Feel your breath as you whisper in my ear? Was it when we were...

Sharon Frances
Apr 3, 20232 min read


Starting New
Squish me like a lump of clay Deflate me like a balloon Break me like a weed in a storm This life has torn me up and spit me out And I...

Sharon Frances
Mar 30, 20231 min read
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