Go On

Lisa ZaranLisa Zaran

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Born woman. Go on.
It's farther than it seems,
but okay.Credit card's been stolen.
Go on.Above all, remember,
whenever you cry,
husbands roll their eyes,and children worry.Go on.The father that was yours
gets killed by a lung disease.He loved you, at least you think so.
Go on.Drink, smoke, do drugs.Go on.Drag your crippled bones
to work. Hate your boss
behind her back. Smileto her face. Go on.Eat. Don't eat. Get fat.
Get skinny. Go on.Time fragments.
Space fractures.
Lives intersect.
Wombs bloomwith new life. Go on.
Wait.Hold on.
Lisa Zaran
About the poet

Lisa Zaran

1969/AmericanLisa was born on September 26, 1969 in Los Angeles, California to an American-Norwegian mother, Joan Ablett (1941) and Norwegian father, Leonhard Hoie (1937-1996) She has two sisters and one brother. Lisa grew up a shy and quiet girl. She did wel…

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