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What’s to be done?
My soulmate got lost in the sun,her sapphire eyes could not resist the allure,all over the place, for a time,inked with my initials, when the clock struck midnight,raised from the dead bedroom a dull life brings,I watched her whisper my name, like a prayer, as she came to her senses. Before I held the universe…
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A Portrait Of My Motherhood, From The Perspective Of My Long Suffering First Born
7am, she was my alarm, loud lullabies at the wrong time of day, her voice following the melody of the clattering kitchen as I followed the smell of toast to the table. She had my school tie in her hands, throwing it to hands that were too tired to catch as her wife watched the…
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Ebbsfleet International
I drove past Ebbsfleet International, in the dark, and my heart was dark, gloomy, lonely, remembering how I’d sit after my shows, on a bench, drinking deep from the sweet memories of applause, my narcissism fed for the night, before I headed home, to collapse into comfy sheets and disjointed dreams. I am on the…