Monthly Archives: July 2014

The Denounced

Sat in a pod Or at a desk A sofa A lawn Lying in bed You scan with your code And your algorithms of shame Eyeballing for the sleights The choice keywords Juicy tidbits to wave under The noses of … Continue reading

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In A Hospice

You were lying A question mark on its edge A hipbone I couldn’t take my eyes off Your hand that had lived too short Resting under a cheekbone That sliced your palm Your skin was honesty Rice paper thin Stretched … Continue reading

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A Black Rainbow

Oh but I wish I could be climbing Jacob’s ladder Poised to slide down the dark rainbow Black and crystal Brittle An endless tumble down To earth through storms With a ringing in my ears This longing comes and goes … Continue reading

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Those Days

You talk of those days When they’d burn us at the stake When they’d bridle us The Scolds You talk of those days When they’d sterilise the unmarried Force feed the challenging Lock up the hysterical You talk and talk … Continue reading

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The Circus Tent

Oh the trapeze! To swing and whoop and holler Our weight Brass pendulums Claiming the sky on either side With each sway As we slice back and forth Holding with knuckles white The cherry-red and tulip-yellow Of the circus tent … Continue reading

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The Metal Yard

Coat me in gold leaf The edible kind For I am consumable Unwrap me And devour Sprinkle me with silver sugar balls That live atop cakes For I am decorative A luxury A bad habit Brush me with bronze Burnish … Continue reading

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On Exercising Empathy

I would like to try a little exercise with you. I would like you to try on some shoes. Most of them won’t fit, they’ll be too small but putting aside practicalities for a moment we can metaphorically slip them … Continue reading

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The Gap In The Writing

The welcome depth in white Pulls on the strings Tugging until sleep bellows And if the heart wants What the heart wants Why can’t mine decide It’ll laugh a little And sit back on haunches Sprung A potential energy In … Continue reading

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It Was Not

It was not the bottle of wine Who turned me over in bed And forced entry It was not my high heeled shoes Who groped my breasts Without warning It was not my eyeliner Who stuck its tongue In my … Continue reading

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Woman The Verb

I am something to do A thing that is done Do her I did her I had her I am dispensable I am used I chucked her I binned her I dumped her I am a verb I am a … Continue reading

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