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Tuesday, 15 September 2020

Thursday, 10 September 2020

  lined up for a drink the tyranny of loose fingers

 he pries open a wind-blown gift box of despair

 the sound of birds bathing two miles from china


Tuesday, 8 September 2020


they taught me to count and cough and mock the larch trees for hoping

Saturday, 5 September 2020

 trying on old lies a verb shifts into a noun

 precautionary note lily pollens stick to words