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The Language of Us Before you, I walked at the edge of the group A straggler in strangers My life didn’t fit, held together with an unsafety pin I was made not to measure A bird not of a feather And my hesitant shadow held back Expecting never to be expectant, half a step Read more
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No longer see straw men But the beauty of lovers Making hay while the sun shines. Read more
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The End of Failing The Winter tide nibbles at a toe-dipped shoreline, Above, the lowering sky grumbles at the lack of light smudging a moleskin horizon. A couple embroider loose stitches along the waveline emerging like creation from the waters half-way between the depths and the heights, not quite fact or fiction holding hands, Read more
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Seagulls There must always be seagulls Just as there were When I struck lucky And met you Offering you a lift In a quiet seaside town Where nothing happens, except us. That was ten years And many seagulls ago But the same sense That anything could happen Happens again As I look into those Read more
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Here is a story to help you give up. One day, a long time ago when this beautiful young girl was a teenager and everyone around her seemed so much more grown up and sophisticated than her, she decided that she needed an adult magic wand – something to help her fit in with the Read more
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