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Linda DiMeo Lowman

Workmanlike but Solid

Any street in St. Louis. Every Ford ever made. The fruit and vegetable vendors at the Soulard Market. An Italian sub from the old…

May 10

Workmanlike but Solid

May 10

Weapons

Words wielded by a bitter tongue lash against your heart and leave open wounds. Every time

Oct 27, 2022

Weapons

Oct 27, 2022

My Mother, the Sea

My mother, the Sea, calls to me, “Take off your armor, shed your false skin, Come to me and be free.” I stand poised, On the edge of two…

Oct 5, 2022

My Mother, the Sea

Oct 5, 2022

Walking with Ghosts

With the rise in white supremacy, hate crimes and fascism, remembering the not-to-distant past is important. WWII was horrific by every…

Oct 30, 2021

Walking with Ghosts

Oct 30, 2021

My body, My Uterus, My Choice

I was 25 years old. It was 40 years ago in 1978. Roe v Wade made abortion possible for all women in 1973. I had an abortion.

Mar 27, 2021

My body, My Uterus, My Choice

Mar 27, 2021

I like Men

(A Poem)

Feb 4, 2020

I like Men

Feb 4, 2020

The Body Remembers

Awakening, curled in a fetal position, I gaze At the barren landscape outside my window. The old oak tree stands alone, Branches like arms…

May 19, 2019

The Body Remembers

May 19, 2019

For the Love of Callie

and the hard choice I made for her happiness.

Mar 5, 2019

For the Love of Callie

Mar 5, 2019

How Things End

As black as a starless sky after the stars have died. Thick as an oil slick floating on dead water. Heavy as a body falling from the…

Nov 28, 2018

How Things End

Nov 28, 2018

American DNA — We are all Immigrants

And yet we are first and foremost Americans. At least for now.

Sep 11, 2018

American DNA — We are all Immigrants

Sep 11, 2018

Linda DiMeo Lowman

Linda DiMeo Lowman

Writer, feminist, political rabble-rouser, recovering Catholic and alcoholic, pet lover and chocolate aficionado.

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