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?

Posted on November 14, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

for our young.

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plates

Posted on November 14, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

we are starving for health in a land of plenty feeding us french fries and big macs gorged to the point of sickness on too much of the wrong thing how do you rationalize 9-year-olds already shopping plus sizes and how … Continue reading →

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foretelling

Posted on November 14, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

my mother spoke dream symbols & told me water carries pain i did not see it when i was there, dreaming stepping through water with my sister but something swam with us just out of reach of my knowing

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friday-night cannibal

Posted on November 14, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

her hair is pinned up with last year’s bones– the ones she chewed and shaved to thinness her teeth graze your lower lip hard to tell through all that shining sharpness if she gives a kiss or takes your taste

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there they are

Posted on November 14, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

there they are circled, blue those days i should have learned you under my touch, crossed off on the calendar & unrealized

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scales in the key of stone

Posted on November 14, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

skimming the skin of things always in dragonfly lightness just brushing the real with these wings do you know what carries us, flowing above the elemental? there are layers over layers & they are named i have seen the veins … Continue reading →

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identity

Posted on November 13, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

i find you thieving me in small pieces but better this & still in separate skins we did not swim unthinking into wholeness– we could be anglerfish grown together, you fused into me like a scar not cut but acquired we could … Continue reading →

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