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Tag Archives: Poetry
The Jewellery Box
It was only a piece of cheap Chinese- made tat that she wanted for her birthday: A musical jewellery box about yea big that she saw on Amazon. It was one among many unicorn-themed gifts that she said she would … Continue reading
Autobiography – News from Another Past Tribe
I heard that a few years ago, R. died of a heroin overdose (What a modern white male way to go). C. was with him and has since not touched the shit, good for you, C. I think of R. … Continue reading
Autobiography – A Dream
A dream as fodder for midlife musings: What would the teen me say were he to see me now? Writing reactionary, nay, fascist, poetry and imbibing the best poets of the last Century. … Continue reading
There Are Worse Things to be Called
There are worse things to be called than to be called a racist: Coward and Poltroon Degenerate, Deserter A follower…in a self-righteous cocoon There are worse things to be called Than to be called a racist: One not knowing … Continue reading
Adventures in Diversity: Mugging No. 2
(a poem what I wrote) I guess he needed my wallet more than I did As I walked away from the cashpoint On Boulevard de Magenta Down the street from the fleabag joint We were staying in He came up … Continue reading
A Poem what I wrote this morning
I’ve been following a blog called The Write Practice for a couple of weeks now, which gives topics that are intended to prompt one to write for a set period of time (usually 15 minutes or so.) I decided I … Continue reading