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staying trueI have defied.staying true
There was Mrs. Ash with yellow eyes
and black moustache collapsing on the frightened class like a punctured zeppelin. Infants suffocating in her folds of cant and don'ts.
There were the strangers
who claimed to be my parents, wrestling like a tag team with my little life and older siblings kicking down.
There was the church, the blokes with beards, the men in skirts, the nutjobs
with their slingshots and their sticks and stones. Girls falling from the skies like crippled swans.
I have defied. St Sebastian wit
by ~NostalgiaOfMud
influencing outcomesA generator coughs. Heat huffs the ghost of dustinfluencing outcomes
from cathode tubes. On the news
greedy empires
rise and fall before the generator stalls
and the fuses blow. Someone strikes a match.
Outside wind moves the desert grain by grain, monsoons bloom and score the sky with acid rain.
Flame gutters in the draught. The generator dies or starts?
by ~NostalgiaOfMud
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No-one forgets a good teacher"Listen to me or I'll break your legs" - Steve ThompsonNo-one forgets a good teacher
Dear Sir. Not sir. It's automatic. Sorry Steve. Dear Steve. I'm fed On seven years of autocratic Tiffinisms: "genuflect to teachers." Seven years' emphatic Faire-sans-dire still in my head. Dear Steve. Your style was more dramatic y
by ~LazyLinePainterJohn
The Dress She WearsThe Dress She WearsThe Dress She Wears
It rides the slow curve of her hips pulls tight against them as she walks her gait confined to conscious steps. Not long enough to be lady-like, too long to be whorish, it falls heavily over tired thighs, licking the tops of her knees. The neckline plunges. A greedy vice, it squeezes the bulk of her heavy breasts up until they spill out for all to see. Its coarse and jealous-green fabric
scratches her most delicate places rubbing them raw, I know, until her skin weeps a salty pink. Made before we were bor
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