Category poems

15 Darlington St

when we finally get the keys to our kingdom– and it will be no easy thing, my brothers, my sisters,my friends, no quick and easy thing, this will be a story in itself –when we finally get the keys to…

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dreamtime

two months in, he can barely remember
a time before, has pared life back
to weekly shop, the bins, a newspaper
that yellows on the kitchen table...
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