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  • Ladies

    Half term approaches. But how it encroaches, on my coffee. With you.

    : Ladies
  • on realising one’s age

    I wouldn’t call it a crisis More a stasis Standing still, taking stock Did I do it, did I make…

    : on realising one’s age
  • Static

    Such a little word: Static. Carrying such a weight. Anchoring. Burying. Nailed. Sitting still but unbalanced. Doing nothing but offering…

    : Static
  • Drip

    My glass is neither half empty or full It’s brimming and right at its limit My challenge each day Despite…

    : Drip
  • Forget me not

    The trousers’ crease is sharp It won’t last I know But I watch him swing his new pants As I…

    : Forget me not