All posts tagged “Spoken word

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How’s your day?

He asks in a text. “Well, this morning I woke in the room I know better than any other washed out carpet, once a pastel blue, now a mix of ink and mud patches that creak on tiptoes, ceramic knob that chinks bold camelia in… Read More

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I care

I don’t want your life, but still I care What you think of mine. I don’t want insomnia, a constant angry frown, I don’t want that bitterness, to carry about town. I don’t want my creativity only surfacing in dreams, I don’t want work colleagues… Read More