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Did you know that sometimes when your children are away their toys come to life? It's true. It happened to me. That was when a T-Rex ruined my day!
Wake Up a Woman is a collection of vignettes and poetry. A young woman faces many of the common struggles, disasters, and pains involved in modern relationships. She fights back against gender stereotypes in a search to discover who she really is. What does it mean to be a woman today? Is a woman defined by what she has done in her past?
In Of Roots and Wreckage, Laura A. Lord moves us with the imagery that has come to define her poetry. Whether looking into the fears of motherhood, to battles with depression, or moments of reveling in the joy of one's body - Lord is open to exploring in raw honesty the smallest of moments and describes with starling clarity the mysteries that move us.
A collection of poetry and vignettes that focuses on religious experiences, death, love, and learning who you are.
Those whispers you hear are women unbound. Unburdened by the secrets they held. Unabashed by their feelings. Unashamed of their anger. They are unclothed, uncovered, and unruly. They are unanimous. They are telling. Hear them roar.
History of a Woman is a collection of vignettes and poetry that focuses on the aspects of "His"tory. Told from the female perspective, it challenges social and gender roles, relationships, political aspects, and love. This collection includes 13 pieces of poetry and prose. ----- - From "I've Given Some Though to Traveling" That being said, I'll have to avoid Merryville, Missouri. Unless that is I intend to leave the corsets behind. I wouldn't want to deny the men there the view of my unencumbered body; though Gods know the only curves I carry come out with the boning. Hell, had I know that Illinois was a BDSM community at the beginning of my trip, I'd have begun and probably ended there. There's nothing as sweet as calling a man "Master". I wonder if they hand out collars at the airport. Perhaps I'll just pack my own. -----
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