Slough
pulled from the depths of mire by contractions and gloved hands we emerge to brightness and uncertainty a disruption of the stagnancy that reigns over a plain populated with thin trees like crooked...
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In the wake of the scoop, I was born. Many dreams bestowed upon my back; decolonization, the dream but nightmare to some. But who am I, of the mixed blood, to help those who reject me? I, too, have...
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Bright moon and sun Where two is one, Are Cosmic lovers leaping Rotating gaze Form nights and days, Fixed distance ever-keeping. Igniting the skies With watchful eyes, Bear witness to the sorrow Of the...
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So simply we slip from the sky So fast can this plane, of friction and flame Vanquish us into vapour Not eviscerated, but evapourated Back to whence we came Cloud nine runs parallel to the ninth ring...
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