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Category Archives: Poetry
Doll
Hand-painted face like a Parisian mime, she sits on the shelf crumpled like a worn dress after a party gone wrong. Her make-up still perfect— because that’s what dolls are good for— but the hair is dusty from not seeing … Continue reading
Dawn’s eastern fabric
The lantern’s torn; warm light spread to yellow parchment from the paper in her palm. What was a girlish hand claws at the wrinkled sea which draws us on to separate from our familiar body as the party beckons, even … Continue reading
PATHFINDER
gibbous eyes traced a path from windows wound down, as if you could stretch horizons from roads; street lights bending in your afterglow. tiny hands raised embers, each fragment trembling beneath your breath. your smile shone its absence behind objects: … Continue reading
head / ache
(after Linda Pastan’s ‘MRI’1) the message beams back in a foreign language: spacecrafts dissolved by astronauts, their glowing remains enclosing a black hole. mission control predicts a comet pulled from orbit, its ruin sealed in stereotactic snips. the body electric, … Continue reading
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OUROBOROS
where do answers crystallise when questions forget where they lie? if someone sings when their voice breaks, when should they choose to dull the ache? will their silence remain heard, or each choice wasted and submerged? does silence fill every … Continue reading
VLLE OF CENTRAL
river reaches for glass and steel, paths weaved from milieu: corners and back alleys hidden from view join unknown bridges crossing heights over an atrium. each shore linked with escalators; skip the next floor to distant skies at level five: … Continue reading
hunger
in the morning you learn to dance again and nothing is wrong. bite hard and swallow when you see food, remember how smiles are too wide for comfort. everything is in place and nothing is wrong. bite hard and swallow … Continue reading
