TATTERED BROWN TROUSERS

  Father ate all the flowers in the back garden because he couldn’t swallow the promise of happiness that bloomed within the home he couldn’t find his root within. Father left all the flowers in the front garden, too proud for others to see him pulling from the soil everything he needed help with but […]

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WHITE LIES

  What if I admitted to you, here and now, before I even begin, before I even let you in, that all I am about to tell you is a lie, perhaps white, perhaps a depth darker. What if I lay it all on the line, here and now, naked, the truth of all the […]

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SHADES OF BLUE

  I hear you calling in shades of blue from within a distance my arm’s reach can never cover. I hear you calling in shades of blue, your concern comes in currents across the continents, in those cold corners when I question creation and my position within it. I hear you calling in shades of […]

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ORANGE COLOURED SKIRTS

  ‘And there can be days like this,’ and the boy smiled and sausages swam past him in shorts and shades and in the sky dogs with Madonna mikes flew over kittens in orange coloured skirts and Beyoncé in their boogie. ‘And there can be days like this,’ his mother said as she painted pictures […]

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CRIMSON CONSIDERATIONS ON CARRIAGES KISSING

  A curious crimson caressed his cheek as we crossed the carriage, no winding words, no exchange of the extraordinary, only that crimson kiss of curiosity that blushed upon cheek and burnt into my hunger long hostage to painfully pale and drained out drought, before pressing passengers pushed me forward and him too far behind… […]

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GRAZING GREENS

  I set down upon your shores, those grazing greens of my childhood memory displaced as tears rained over the darkness of your sleeping fields, once seeping with humble hope, once filled with a fine blood even famine could not blight, now flooded with a feeling of regret or relief, too dark to tell, too […]

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