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Posted by celticman on Wed, 25 Feb 2015Jo warned me, twice, ‘behave yourself’. But she didn’t trust me. Bundled me out the front door, and shoved me down the steps to make sure I got the message. ‘The walk will do you good.’
‘But it’s pissing down.’
‘There’s nowhere to go. Nuffin’ to do.’
‘You’ll find somewhere.’ She glared at me, nostrils flaring.Read more
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Posted by Esmerelda-O on Wed, 25 Feb 2015
There were butterflies
dancing against the light,
the stained glass of Jesus
changing them into shadows.
A coffin and butterflies.
I don't believe in gods
or souls or eternal life.
I tried not to smother with meaning
the moment that owned its own voice.