I felt piloerections,
Rising to guard my belly.
Anticipating your kiss.
Look out, Mrs. Smith
The chief is watching.
And I pledged not to singe your feathers.
Or tear through the Mandala.
My wish was real.
But the wheel of time trudges on.
I no longer need
to muscle any rivals
Play Freud to our exposure triangle
Or a return to dysfunction.
The goosebumps have left.
Chocolate marzipan has that effect.
11/15/25 Cornelia DeDona
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Author, Poet, Photographer, domestic violence survivor, and naturalized immigrant, Cornelia is currently an Arts and Letters member of The Southwest Florida Branch of The National League Of American Pen Women.
Cornelia lived in Kaneohe, Hawaii, for thirty-six years. Also, seven years in the Mid-Hudson Valley of New York. She now resides in North Fort Myers, Florida.
Her poems and photography are published in print, online, and in Rain Bird, a literary and art journal of the University of Hawaii's Windward Community College (2008-2013).
In 2013, Cornelia received Rain Bird's Kolokolea Poetry Prize for her poem, "Speaking French."
In 2016, her chapbook "Hawaiian Time," entered in the National League of American Pen Women's Vinnie Ream contest, was awarded third place in their inaugural multi-discipline category.
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