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R+E
Scratch your fever into the forest. Parted from the heart she longed for, settling for cold concrete, soft but sombre surroundings, the forest, now a pessimistic plank will understand. She will know the truth, that he was cute, the moment you met him. She will know that you still loved him, even when his face,…
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New Episode Available
Hola amigos, There is a new podcast episode available, featuring some new poems, as well as discussions about LGBT icon Pennywise the dancing clown being CANCELLED, the latest Brexit drama, and why love makes hypocrites of us all. You can find the new episode on your favourite podcast provider here, and you can find the…
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New Visual Poem – Time And Space
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Art Ho
I’m playing where we met, my voice shaking, the way my heart does, when you approach, encroaching and invading, on the safety of my single life, where my mind was mine. I’m reading thinly veiled things, trying to keep it casual, so I can carry on creating an image, where I am intricately independent, insulated…
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May Queen
I am The May queen, in your eyes, gifted by the gods, early, eagerly unwrapped, by your earnest hands, with poppies in my hair, and your love in my heart, but truthfully, I am twenty seven beads of amethyst, held in place with snowy silver, that you wear on your wrist, February born and full…