SING NOT OF SATISFACTION

I’ve looked for you in corners of the past no longer concerned with connections to considerations I once cradled (we never cradled) but since carefully filed and folded (like pictures pressed into pages of albums never opened) into a folder of foolishness fantasised on foreign fields, though never fertile, though never suitable for the fondness […]

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ONCE, ON A SUNDAY

  And I see you standing with apron on on a Sunday morning, rollers turning mum’s sleep into mother’s style like time turns moments into memory, I see you there roasting in the kitchen before the bacon’s burnt and the sausages sizzle, before the decision of where to go to find God (we were faithful […]

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THE FIGHT THAT CAME BEFORE ME

  I am standing because others have fallen, I am carefree because others were brave, I am kissed because others were beaten, I am open because others were caged, I am integrated because others were segregated, I am enraged because others were electrocuted. I am vocal while others were silenced, I am loved while others […]

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