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May my children never read this.

Chelsie Diane

I want to be in an Jane Austen novel with you.
CHELSIE DIANE

Love Novel Relationship Yourself
A twenty three year old hits on me in a coffee shop in venice, and I ask him if father is single.
CHELSIE DIANE

Coffee Father Myself Old Shop
I meet you and know suddenly and horribly there is no difference between sex and war that I must die to get that close to touching god.
CHELSIE DIANE

Death God Horrible Sex Touch War
Hour 36 of labor. I pull at god’s necktie dig a hole at the hospital floor.
CHELSIE DIANE

Born Children God Hospital Myself
My entire life I’ve waited for a man to teach the world how to treat me and if he’d step in and convince them all.
CHELSIE DIANE

Convince Life Man Myself Teaching Wait World
You say: you are mourning a man that could not love you. Full stop. Cover the last word. There’s the truth.
CHELSIE DIANE

Deep Love Man Mourn Relationship Truth Yourself
You’re rolling me in coffee hands I’m u-turn smoked rubber coming back- oh I’m spent, ask on the still.
CHELSIE DIANE

Coffee Hands Time Yourself
If your mother does not love you well or is no longer here to love you well, may you feel worthy enough to open to the thousand tiny ways the spirit of mother longs to love you today.
CHELSIE DIANE

Enough Love Mom Small Way Worth Yourself
The uncharted territory of the western amazon is called the mother of god.
CHELSIE DIANE

Amazon God Mom Myself
I want you as a lemon the waiter brings on a tiny white plate. I want him to watch while I squeeze you into my mouth and swallow the rind.
CHELSIE DIANE

Plate See Sex Wait Yourself
This morning I tell the kindest man on earth after two dates, you are good and you are not my man. My man is not as good as you.
CHELSIE DIANE

Earth Goodness Kindness Man Morning Yourself
You can’t go to a kindergarten teacher after me.
CHELSIE DIANE

Myself Teacher Yourself
My brother has not spoken to me in years. Something to do with Donald Trump or Jesus Christ or our horrible stepfather.
CHELSIE DIANE

Brother Family Father Horrible Ourselves Relationship
The day my children move out is years I can count on two hands I have them half this time years I count on one.
CHELSIE DIANE

Children Count Hands Oneself
The argentinian kisses me on a beach in tulum.
CHELSIE DIANE

Beach Kissing Myself
Ancient shamans asked the sick one question only when did you stop singing?
CHELSIE DIANE

Oneself Question Sick Sing Stop

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