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Cleansing Rain

blood drips from my heartmy silk gown grows thornsblinded by yellow from the start drowning in my own skinflowers grow from fingersa vase of emotions growing thin angry at God, I fall downanother day lily dies slowtears become an ocean of sound my cart is deep with painbrands of scentless sorrownaked, I await the cleansing […]

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My Gladiator

This piece is dedicated to and inspired by the fragrance writer, the poet who can find any scent you or your beloved enjoys.   In the days of the Roman Gladiators, their natural scents were collected and sold as expensive perfume for rich patrons.    in her white stola, she hummed by the lone gladiator gate,sixty […]

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Our Smells

tease me slowly, for now, awake I smell your nighttime sweatmingling with our lovemaking, aromas catching my body wethumidity plays a role in the dampness of our pearly pleasuresleepy eyes open, alive, we are now each other’s sated treasure

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We Dance For Silence

Like a snake sheds his skin so go we, those of us who bravely venture onFilled with heightened senses as vigilantly, we quietly roam till dawn. Exposed our emotions on our shoulders perched like the raven black,Hearing whispers, feeling stares, why we grow eyes high upon our back. Lost amongst the others, those who gather, but wonder […]

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Disappearing Slowly

Photography by Gabriel Matula – Unsplash – Poem by Joni Caggiano on Saturday, June 5, 2021 Shall I rise today and put on my face?  If so, which face shall I paint.  I suffer like a lamp whose light no longer shines or a piano whose keys are missing, yet still strains to coerce a […]

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My New Poem, “Memories Buried In a Box,” Now Live at MasticadoresUSA

I am honored to be published in MasticadoresUSA (Editora: Gabriela Marie Milton, Director: j re crivello) I am the seasoning in your food, infused with blood-tinged lovegrave diggers plow a hole into my left eye, now crossedblack memories are buried there, along with my visionlifeless in a woeful, cardboard box, are my wedding ringsmy father’s […]

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His Love is Far Reaching

pounding heartbeats, the torrid sun drying blue blood, which drips as silently as Damascus sighs, my blood rides on the Crimson-winged Finch in the Holy Lands, we sit in the shade of the immense fig tree, meeting me here too long ago, a human turning inside out, each time you touch my lines where a […]

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Sacrifice of a Glorious Life

falling like grand flakes of golden paper are the leaves from my bodysinging, a playful gust of wind takes my yellow dressing to the soilvenerating the glory of my clapping in harmony with nature’s voiceageless limbs stretch out, grasping the sun’s rays, bringing me lifefertile like the human that watches me from her floating windowsillI […]

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My New Face

faces are skin for viewing, not for judginghiding one side of mine to forget the slaps it tookI ask us why is it so difficult for us to embrace our look if my face was right, my thin body wrongthe sea’s entire palette of blue surrounded mein my teenage years, something not many bothered to […]

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