Poetry

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Poetry

UK & Europe

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Poetry

Underwear Drawer

Underwear Drawer I have been hurt before, the lacy thing the magician’s assistant. An ordinary chest before your eyes from which I will pluck a heart. I have hurt, the boyfriend cut- too scared to say I’m sorry, too sorry to say I’m scared. I have messed around, with dress ups, pretending I am someone… Continue reading Underwear Drawer

Poetry

Illawarra Family Tree

Illawarra Family Tree Says the Sylvester boy to young Mary,“Come out Miss Mary, come outand feel the rain.”Red earth under his nailsdrops like tears on his dirty shirt.All the fields open to the sky. Says the Sylvester boy to young Mary,“Will you dance?” as he hums a tunehair over his eyes,and disused laughterrising from her throat.Nails… Continue reading Illawarra Family Tree

Poetry

Pup

Pup I knew you through photos your tiny pup head/ a sock around your tiny pup chest/ a bowl of food and your tiny pup butt/ redearthrunning itchyfeetsgrr catchtheballmate butimonlytiny andinthefarkin spinifex I watched you through photos getting tiny pup sick/ your hair in bald patches throwing tiny pup up/ and a tiny pup grave… Continue reading Pup

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Untitled

I have thought about trivialising this paring its bass notes down to a simplified list or hiding behind cheap laughs, faced with impossible tasks I have been known to panic left with only my poor excuses. Unwilling to accept that I am unable to do justice. What words would work to describe a half-dream to… Continue reading Untitled

Poetry

I Tell Myself

Every day I must I tell myself. Write and whether it's the hell of holes or the height of sophistication I will honour my family debt. Turn my thoughts to desert life and make believe dogs or war dogs coming out with gross approximations of the real stuff. Punktual as opposed to spunktual or should that… Continue reading I Tell Myself

Poetry

And Tonight My Heart

  I can't get my head around kissing you this morning and tonight my heart beating ten hours on a plane away   Lying here awake and the emptiness in my chest fluttering a hummingbird looking for a home And even with my eyes closed the pupils have pins in them Searching you out