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- Apr 16, 2020
- 1 min
Later
I wear the season as a skin and know that I’m inhabited by myself and a growth, or some feeling of growth. I write poems for myself, read...
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- Apr 15, 2020
- 1 min
I could see the same tree
I thought I could see the same trees From my window. The window was an outlet and glassy, Where the cooing was a cuckoo was an owl....
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- Apr 15, 2020
- 2 min
Full Room
My eyes sidle over each of the walls in the warm dark. Sitting against one and breathing slower than me is Harry. The edge of the plug...
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- Apr 15, 2020
- 3 min
The Big Black Coat
So it was midday last Thursday, on the way to town – drizzling. It’s Britain, what do you expect? Had to wear that big black coat with...
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