BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.22, NAPOWRIMO

  On blood soaked walls  he painted his pain  in shades of scarlet  crying, on walls worked red he captured the child with cries that still  are drying, on scarlet walls he hung his hurt on hooks too high  to handle, in rooms since then he sees that shade still kindling  in the dwindling candle. […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.16, NAPOWRIMO

  For every push, for every jibe, for every spit upon my childhood, my conditioning, my inability to conform, I kept walking onwards  believing I was better, never being allowed  to acknowledge how I’d been broken, how I’d carry  these bullies like bites to forever sting  beneath the skin. All words and drawings by Damien […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO. 14, NAPOWRIMO

  I hear you crying from the runway, as you tried to run away, I was already off  a fold on the wings of flying while you sat there, waiting and crying, wishing colour was no more than a past  you could turn from. I hear you crying  above these clouds  I am trying to […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO. 9, NAPOWRIMO

  I am not comfortable when placed on pillars  of wonderment, positioned by people  who cannot see how far it is for me  to fall. Birds are born  to be a favourite of flight whereas I am just  bound to the fall; featherless and frail. All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.4, NAPOWRIMO

  I thought I would learn something more fortuitous  than just fear in those hollow halls I learned to hate, but books were not bats when boys became bullies.  Fragility can grow like strength but the wonder we weigh on the fragile flower  only overshadows  the tears that stem  beneath to petals. All words and […]

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