Poetry Claudia Dawson Poetry Claudia Dawson

As human as possible

I scatter your moons like dice on a table. Pick one. You expel spirit animals from your body. The tiger that claws your heart out. The whale who always digs up your dreams. And that damn peacock you refuse to accept is you. We’re not here to be animals, I say. We’re here to be as human as possible. Find out what that means to you.

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Old horoscope β€” what kind of woman to be

Be a woman who knows her own magic and in that self-awareness find a potent confidence with which to live.

β€” Old horoscope, 2003

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