Bone

To me, they are as beautiful as anything I know, strangely more living than the animals walking around. The bones seem to cut sharply to the center of something that is keenly alive in the desert, even though it is vast and empty and untouchable, and knows no kindness with all its beauty.

Georgia O'Keeffe

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To succeed in life, you need three things: a wishbone, a backbone, and a funny bone.

—Reba McEntire

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A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog when you are just as hungry as the dog.

—Jack London

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What a dog I got. His favorite bone is in my arm.

—Rodney Dangerfield

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And your bones have been
my bedframe
and your flesh has been
my pillow.

Ani DiFranco

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I believe them bones are me.

—Alice in Chains

Poem: [Looking at photo print of pelvis bone floating in sky]

Poem: Bones

Poem: Bone

Poem: Bone Appendix

Poem: Bones

Poem: Bone & Silence

Poem: A Skull

Poem: Skull Song

Poem: Bone Song

Poem: Bones for Everyone

Poem: Moving the Bones

Poem: Skins and Bones

Poem: Bone Structure

Poem: Bone Pit

Poem: Bones and Shadows

Poem: My Daughter Brings Home Bones

Poem: I Love Your Crazy Bones

Poem: Hangzhou, Lake of the Poets

Poem: Nearing Autobiography

Poem: Galah’s Skull

Poem: Handed the Rain

Poem: Birthday

Georgia’s Bones

A Collection of Bones

Writing Down the Bones

O’Keeffe’s bones