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Mum
I was an early birthday present,presented after the fog of the anaesthetic had fallen away,tiny hands reaching for the only friend I had known, in the nine months I had been baking,longing for the fond familiarity of a mother’s mighty embrace. The blessed daughter of the vernal equinox,to be born of your light was a…
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The Adventures Of Action Woman and Emotionally Overwhelmed Poet Barbie
She dressed like every day would be an adventure.Shiny, sensible shoes, fit for running from doom,and a jacket, with lots of pockets,that always ended up carrying my lip balm and sovereign blues.I used to wake like the slow, daunted dawn of Winter,but with her,I would rise before the summer sun had had her breakfast,planning for…
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What Happened When I Stopped Trying To Control Everything and Just Tried To Be Happy
I was ready to resolve my story.There were spirits in my soul,and I was sending them away with a sleepy wave at a washed out, red front door,almost pink, from the lashes of life’s endless bartering, that had miraculously come to an end.I stood by my faded front door,watching them pass from my land to…
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Mo Bhean
My sweet dream, like a lilac sky, spied by hopeful lovers, the softness of silk on exhausted skin, the roaring, rapturous cries of the sea as she bows to the moon’s will, a single poppy in a field of trauma. You are my escape, opiate opportunity, infinite, endlessly adored by the one that you have…
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True Love
Day and night, I stay, devoted, dawn ‘til dusk, darling. True love is madness.