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Prima Ballerina

i only know how to walk on my toes, feet bent and arched into two perfect crescents held up by muscles trained since i was six the year i idolised Blossom for her intellect, Bubbles for her kindness, Buttercup for … Continue reading

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Recipe – Smoothie

For you, I will drink poetry. I will dice the stanzas, skin the metres, squish the similes, water down the metaphors, blend the rhymes, and like a parched wanderer, drink every single drop of poetry that remotely reminds me of … Continue reading

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