Imagine you’re barefoot, and the floor is covered in CDs in their cases that you’ve collected ever since your heart broke last. Bossanova, Pink Robots, the Bridget Jones soundtrack;
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I can only hope my reflection refracts. An image of
myself, untameable. There’s a portrait of my face
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A dark blot on a molten giant begins this tale,
A story of struggle, conflict, and uprise I shall unveil,
These incandescent giants have bodies and workings which are beautifully unique,
Comprehending them in full is a truth we ought all to seek.
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When I was first told
my voice has an “international twinge”,
I felt a deep pang of sadness,
unspoken shame.
The whiplash of an unintended insult
staining my cheeks childish.
The word “outsider” hidden in the subtext,
another reminder: “you don’t belong here”.
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It’s 4am again,
I wish my mind would rest.
My worries replayed, amplified, on repeat,
our brains remember things, you see.
Pausing and replaying my worst days,
a highlight reel of mistakes I’ve made.
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In this post-post-post world
Where feelings have been eradicated
Through senseless repetition
Therapeutic(ally) adding prefix and suffix
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Yet, still it arises as the disgust
That flushes disfigured faces
With gurgling insides:
They call it sea-sickness.
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It's so easy to talk, much harder to think
Without my mind falling out the neat windows,
But I'm not even sure anyone else noticed
I’ve been speaking and standing in circles.
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Feel my chest sink into me
Rise against them
Gasp through the thick air
Steadied by brick
Crimson claws and walls
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Heracles! They cry, they sing,
But he hasn’t done a single thing
Since his dad did him a favour,
Giving him some tasks under which to labour.
I mean, what did he really do?
Just killed some things (and not just a few).
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You’re a deviation from the season,
like picking blackberries in autumn.