BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.20, NAPOWRIMO

  Beat beat on beat back. Break  break in break out. Hold  hold on hold out for happy for hopeful  for a harbour. We can be drums beating out every breath breaking down every boundary  having a hold on the harbour  while the current  caresses us with connection  that is ours for the catch. We […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.19, NAPOWRIMO

  If we pulled up all the carpets, all the rugs, how many secrets would we find  swept into shadows  that never settle? If we turned up all the mistruths, all the twists, how many futures  could we save from being cast into creatures  that cannot comfort? All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.18, NAPOWRIMO

  There are walls we have to build, both boundaries and barricades,  others we have to climb and then that wall, cemented into corners that cannot be cleared, when two worlds  held hands over the cracks  we were happy to overlook. All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.17, NAPOWRIMO

  You played your card despite your hand, held your tongue to spite your subjects, you thought I’d miss your words  but sentences  were never your strength. You were a book  too blank to be breached, an unexplored emptiness forgotten before it found  any fondness for form.  All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.16, NAPOWRIMO

  For every push, for every jibe, for every spit upon my childhood, my conditioning, my inability to conform, I kept walking onwards  believing I was better, never being allowed  to acknowledge how I’d been broken, how I’d carry  these bullies like bites to forever sting  beneath the skin. All words and drawings by Damien […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO. 14, NAPOWRIMO

  I hear you crying from the runway, as you tried to run away, I was already off  a fold on the wings of flying while you sat there, waiting and crying, wishing colour was no more than a past  you could turn from. I hear you crying  above these clouds  I am trying to […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.12, NAPOWRIMO

  I had a hand  in every bone  that was broken  on this body. I had a hold of every hack that was heaped into this heart. I held that hand while thinking of another  once forgotten before imagining someone else I hadn’t even met, as you watched out the window as connection passed you […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO. 11, NAPOWRIMO

  When I was a boy under blankets  I twisted through dreams that turned on me soft and slow as if time  had slipped from my hands  in my desire to turn  from boy to man but now I wonder if time was warning me of the ties  that get lost  when we try to […]

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