Author Archives: Susan L Daniels

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?

positivity (shaking from coffee)

this beat in my bones is just vibrato strummed to syncopate with rattlesnake precision the pulse under my voice nothing like strength, just neurotransmitted lightning struck synapse to synapse in flashes behind eyes some call brilliance but really random hits streamed … Continue reading

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don’t get carried away by this

  stability is a coin toss away he said, but magical thinking went the way of daisy heads for me when i stripped feelings petal by petal hoping he did love me– much easier to ask the man instead of a daisy … Continue reading

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to the gods of spam

this is no canned mystery meat– who ever saw a field dotted with grazing spam or fed a flock of spam or saw spam fly south for the winter– so anything cut from a mythical animal is a gift from … Continue reading

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toccata and fugue

toccata: a composition styled as improvisation to show the speed and style of fingers; the stroke and flutter of hands across octaves. i want to flex language in toccata, words instead of chords interlaced to dizzy and dazzle air; images brushed … Continue reading

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ramen (student budget)

that flat seasoning packet with artificial chicken stirred into ripple-pressed perfect noodle squares– the cardboard & boiling water i lived on in college because it was cheap & i could cook it in under 10 minutes i can’t understand why my children … Continue reading

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that us that never was (for RGH)

in your 30-year conspiracy of manners he kissed your cheek in the mornings and ignored your tears at dinner, your life neatly arranged in boxes. you should have been catalyst enough to meet outside the script you both crafted where … Continue reading

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before words i shaped worlds

before words i shaped worlds behind my eyelids framing stories before i knew there were tellers there was an epic of ants and whispered songs of hummingbirds to butterflies that needed translating along with the cackling slapstick of chickens bickering in their … Continue reading

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