Loss
3 poems in this collection.
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The Laundry Basket
i wring out my heart and peg it to dry on a wiry old clothesline that creaks in my childhood garden, among the bindis,
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Glasshouses and Mudholes
i make wishes on blinking stars when i fear we’ll never meet, and place bets on racing cars
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Salt
emotional turmoil strikes like waves, coiling, spiralling. crisp salt air tastes of freedom or pleasure,