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These Cells Are Passages
12 October 2009
Why
I didn't come here
to write; I came
here to speak. The
page just so happens
to be tender enough
to be receptive--
the pen seduces me.
I don't ask for much--
be my reader, my lover, my muse.
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SRM
Shannon McKeehen, author of
Barbra in Shadow
and the poetry blog
These Cells Are Passages
, is a writer and teacher who received her MFA in Writing from Mills College and her PhD in Rhetoric and Composition from Kent State University. She is an assistant professor of Composition at Tiffin University.
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Shannon McKeehen
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