(THE ALPHABET SERIES) HELEN GETS A HEN

Princess

I saw your dream, held in an open hand offered to anyone who dared even pause in that impatient busy city street. I saw the dance on the wide-open stage

Insects

Are we trying to rival insects? consuming food like locust swarms ants making little piles of sand where there was good dark earth relying on the brilliance of the hive

Hot Water

"Do you accept Linda's apology, Connie?" she ashed.

More pitta please

A line break experiment the day outside is an order and the women walk past like lattes and the sausage dogs in the geraniums and the babies all whitebait

F***k Glastonbury

A spell: I conjure droplets of mud In the collective ear canals Of those who bop to Bassey just so they can tell mum that Glasto wasn't all pills, glow-sticks and so-so nut burgers.

chapter fourteen: labelling theory

I was unpacking when a knock at the door interrupted my ruminations. I’d just got back from somewhere or other and was a bit distracted. I opened the door. There was a police woman there.

Life Like Summer

Dew frosting each blade of grass Birds singing of every class Each flower open to our source of light Sun brings out our shadows nothing evil out of sight Life just like summer

Liar

I sit, Trying to stand Failing, Falling, Have I forgotten? Am I stuck with my head in this modern quicksand? So I build my empire.
Cherry

Breakfast

The trailer door always makes me cringe when it opens late at night It creaks with guilt, it screams with caution and slowly closes with a sigh

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