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8.20 an hour
By anaksunamun
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Its ok baby , you eat the noodles tonight and when you are finished I'll
eat the soup.
and shampoo two in one becomes four in one. shampoo , bodywash , dish soap
, laundry soap.
the night is crowded with leavers.
while you & I are blessed with saint james fountain water and candlelight
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Copyright 2014 anaksunamun
Published on Wednesday, May 21, 2014.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
true story.Awards
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On Tuesday, June 10, 2014, Poetic-Realm
(253)
wrote:
Been there. Working in a sweatshop, I mean warehouse as a conveyor belt operator aka box tosser. You drive home playing music loud enough so no one can hear your screams and then you get there, chug tap water and make a prison spread so you have enough gmo-fueled energy to wake up the next morning. Terrible. Just fucked.
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A former member wrote:
i remember being without electricity for one week, living in a neighborhood of night lights and air conditioning. i felt so far away, so removed, so invisible....and yet...me and my daughter laughed, we sang, we gathered over candles and when all was quiet, so quiet in the night, we slept better than we had ever. People forget how little it takes to live. We lavish, we live in a luxury the rest of the world does not know.
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On Wednesday, May 21, 2014, haunted
(837) wrote:
I just love this poem, sorry had to come back for your message in this. I love the honesty in your words. you may struggle but your still going to live like a queen. I love it!
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On Tuesday, May 27, 2014, anaksunamun
(88) wrote:
I knew you'd understand what I meant , sometimes its hard but no reason to not wear our long satin gloves and high heels while eating our ramen noodles xxoo ♡
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On Wednesday, May 21, 2014, haunted
(837) wrote:
and the mysterious shall be wrapped in darkness upon pages that are blessed with a writers love. you can take a subject, no matter how ugly and turn it into a beautifully dark poem, even with hope in the last sentence. you stand to be heard. your poems are just amazing. haha. your talented ana, and im already looking forward to your next post. awesome!
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A former member wrote:
delicate, much like you in your beauty it seems, your words leave fragile trails I like to follow...
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On Wednesday, May 21, 2014, anaksunamun
(88) wrote:
Thankyou ♡
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