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Scrubbles
Scrubbles The things that back me are bulbous, the elder trees by the metro line the berries broken like a black bracelet, ants inside the door, each with their boots on,
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I poo clouds
I poo clouds A milk bottle bubble of anxiety flobs up and makes fret with my solar plexus, my fingers on the desk horse cluck at the umbilical cord taught across the country.
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The worst witch
The worst witch I lay backwards on the sofa and you like a bracket braced me. I stripped off the afghan slipper socks, dammed my lips to stop the tea you dripped
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Teller
Teller ‘You will lead a very lonely life’ she said closing my fingers into a fist. I thought of the fish fingers in the freezer all gold and glittering. ‘No really don’t worry,
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Stop putting walls on my face
Stop putting walls on my face Her legs haven’t purled the air like seedlings or splat palmed the gym mat halfway through a handstand. She hasn’t let her Uncle tie her tooth to a string
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