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December 17, 2020

We Will All Go Together When We Go

It finally happened. Dead of night, we died. Bright light breaks across the sky, heaven cries poison, and I’m awake, as usual, thinking of you, as my bones burst from sweet skin, desperate for your attention. Sirens are singing. I harmonise, hoping it’s all a dream, but knowing I was never that lucky. This war…

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December 13, 2020

I Dream, Just To Sleep

Sometimes when I rise, trains clatter by, as dawn becomes less distant. I stare through misty windows, to the forest that lays at the foot of my garden, knowing there is silence, but still hearing the far away melody of your gentle breath, the trembling trains that creep past, trying desperately not to wake you.…

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December 12, 2020

Yes, In Your Back Yard, Katherine.

I saw a plan for new homes this morning, in the newspaper. Oh. Thank God. I thought. Surely they’re needed. The streets are no place for people, but people find their place on the streets, and homes are good. Necessary, nice, even? Right? Wrong. Not to be NIMBYs, but the neighbours have lost it at…

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December 11, 2020

Lilac Daydreaming

Lilac daydreaming, there’s a wish on my pillow. Please make it come true.

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December 11, 2020

This Is Something Real. We Are Something Real.

I think but don’t speak. I think “Don’t give up on us.” I think I’ll say it. I think I’ll be late. It’s a habit I’ve hated, especially now. Especially now, when I need to find my voice. It can’t be too late. I know some will say, the timing is wrong, bad luck. Just…

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We Will All Go Together When We Go

I Dream, Just To Sleep

Yes, In Your Back Yard, Katherine.

Lilac Daydreaming

This Is Something Real. We Are Something Real.