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Once upon a time . . . What time are we upon and where do I belong?

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Francesca Lia Block
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: January 3
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Maybe any love we ever have is an angel in whatever form.
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Every girl is a goddess.
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Sometimes a wild horse needs to feel that his rider is just a little bit wilder.
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If death is your lover, you don't got to be afraid ever that he will ever leave you
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War is being reminded that you are completely at the mercy of death at every moment, without the illusion that you are not. Without the distractions that make life worth living.
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I think depression creates in me an urgent need to write, but I also believe that daily stress, and even the positive stress of intense happiness, can compel me to express myself through the written word.
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I love Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton. I also love more cerebral poets like H.D. and Emily Dickinson. My parents subscribed to a monthly poetry periodical, and as a teenager I was introduced to Denise Levertov, who was an influence.
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It's scary to become a woman in this world. We have to understand that some of the messages we get, messages that we are not enough, are there to keep our power in check. We can't buy into these messages.
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Just like any woman,...we weave our stories out of our bodies. Some of us through our children, or our art some do it just by living. It's all the same.
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Wish on everything. Pink cars are good, especially old ones. And stars of course, first stars and shooting stars. Planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars. Wish in tunnels, holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground. Birthday candles. Baby teeth.
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Pianos, unlike people, sing when you give them your every growl. They know how to dive into the pit of your stomach and harmonize with your roars when you’ve split yourself open. And when they see you, guts shining, brain pulsing, heart right there exposed in a rhythm that beats need need, need need, need need, pianos do not run. And so she plays.
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What happens to the rest of something when you smash its heart?
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Our stories can set us free. When we set them free.
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Pain can give you sight or make you blind.
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She began to feel like the plastic doll she had been named after, without even a hole where her mouth was supposed to be.
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Love is a dangerous angel.
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I think that poetry is perfect for women raising children, with just bits of time and such need to connect to other women out of the isolation of motherhood.
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Think of your pain like a bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one.
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I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands.
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He said that black sheeps express everyone else's anger and pain. It's not that they have all the anger and pain-they're just the only ones who let it out. Then the other people don't have to.
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