Poems by trippetta TC

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  • I am neither your sacrificial lamb or a turkey,
    My son is not a scapegoat nor will I allow him to...

  • Did she (have a)
    (and) Was she a... Gram...

  • Silver sequins from a 1920's flapper dress
    The material is rotten...

  • Have my own tribe of four
    So much fiercer and protective...