days shimmering with
abundance and promise pass
right through my fingers
Sunday, 5 April 2020
Friday, 3 April 2020
napowrimo2020 #3 (for the nurses)
for the sixteen hour shifts
for the cracked lips
for the vice-like bladders
kept waiting waiting waiting
for the queens in blue
for those who are spat on
for those who are shat on
while giving giving giving
everything they have
everything we take
we salute you
Thursday, 2 April 2020
napowrimo2020 #2 (the bright side)
the big dark
barricades the door
bars the windows
a false cage
kept locked by pain
but inside
with nobody watching
my own two hands
spin gold
from a pencil case
shards of gilt-light
spill out
from the cracks
illuminating
the big dark
Wednesday, 1 April 2020
napowrimo2020 #1 (lonely)
no talking mirrors here
no soul to feed but mine
and I am good at starving
no soul to feed but mine
and I am good at starving
Wednesday, 12 February 2020
non compliant
they are terrified
of the witches
the harridans
the hags
they are shaking
in their boots
their comforts
their trinkets
clutched ever closer
of the witches
the harridans
the hags
they are shaking
in their boots
their comforts
their trinkets
clutched ever closer
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