Category: poetry
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War in Ukraine.
A bag of spilt potatoesmakes utter senseof it. “The horror. The horror.” — Kurtz. Apocalypse Now. The war in Ukraine continues to affect us all. Many of the tragic stories and pictures we see each day are difficult to hold. War crimes, mass graves, the decimation of a people. What the fuck are we doing. […]
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Rolling in.
The storm pushes up the valley Like a lump in the throat Like sellotape fire Like sea chest cymbals Like dumping it’s burden Like counting danger distance Like spell cast petrichor Like skid-sod blitz. I love a good thunderstorm. From the humbling immensity to the fear ( you’re just a little scared too, right?) to […]
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