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Inside animals

I was never a girl who lasted.  There was always something a bit ephemeral and uncommitted, lost to the way I lived.  I don’t know how this started or why.  But I was marked, if I was marked by anything, by a fear of exposure.  No one has any pictures of me, and it becomes …

November 13, 2011 – 1:05 am | By Karin L Burke | Posted in reflections | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Comments (0)

Powerless over self, July 2

Humble, humble, humble: I know that I have the same brain, the same muscled heart, as a Jesus or a Ghandi, and I am not such a one.  I’m not such a one even as my neighbor, who seems to have a reserve of patience wider than the Mojave desert in her small, sixty eight …

July 2, 2011 – 9:49 pm | By Karin L Burke | Posted in reflections | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Comments (0)