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Category: Poetry

Alvin

Alvin had alphabetical advantages, and

Blatantly the best bars in the borough, but

Creatively, he lacked confidence and could be crushed.

Definitely, he decided, he didn’t dare to share,

Even in emergency situations. Continue reading “Alvin” →

By anotherwisemonkeyin Creative Writing, Poetry, Spoken WordJuly 15, 2018226 Words3 Comments

The Dead Space

Susan Photoshop

We hugged in the dead space

Between two platforms.

I didn’t recognise

This would be our last time. Continue reading “The Dead Space” →

By anotherwisemonkeyin Creative Writing, PoetryDecember 4, 2017December 4, 201733 Words3 Comments

Sestina

There in the kitchen, my father,

His mouth overfilling with pills,

Says to me “Paulie, I’m sorry.

I’m sorry, I know what I’ve done.”

And I say “Now you’ve ruined Christmas”

And turn from the shame of his tears. Continue reading “Sestina” →

By anotherwisemonkeyin Creative Writing, PoetryMarch 19, 2017March 27, 2017273 Words11 Comments

Villanelle

His ghost stole in like the grey fingers of dawn.

I am queuing for a Cadbury’s Applause,

Back wheel spinning, glimpsed through the grocery door.

Continue reading “Villanelle” →

By anotherwisemonkeyin Creative Writing, PoetryMarch 13, 2017March 13, 2017180 Words4 Comments

Jim Crow Keeps Ravens in his Loft

Jim Crow keeps ravens in his loft.

Not live birds- dead ones,

Taxidermically stuffed,

Poised in the illusion of flight. Continue reading “Jim Crow Keeps Ravens in his Loft” →

By anotherwisemonkeyin Creative Writing, PoetryJanuary 28, 2017March 25, 201799 Words4 Comments
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