HaiAnh

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StorySomeone Should Stop Me Falling In Love With The Fastfoto Assistant crush416 years 10 months ago
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StoryOde To The Spineless Bastard Who Cloned My Debit Card rokkitnite616 years 10 months ago
StoryDo Typewriters Dream Of Poetry? HaiAnh516 years 10 months ago

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Cherry

Confession

My passport is plump with intention I hand it to the guard and wait wait longer. He understands everything efficiently. But he doesn’t know what I am thinking about his overgrown

Newlywed

I will put you under my pillow tonight. It is as safe as a bomb shelter, and warmer. I will sit, patient, a bunker full of feathers, heavy as a fire-proof door, waiting.

I have found the poetry in this house

I have found the poetry in this house, sunk my fingers deep between the gaps as if they were slabs of ginger cake. I have knocked the stones open with a toffee hammer, pulled out
Poem of the week

People Who

People who wave on trains are the ones who leave their door swung wide open with the sun sawing it in half like a magician’s finale and they are the ones who picked up that scarf

Breathless

I ran Up the hill In a ‘Vote for Pedro’ t-shirt. Where the grass Is too long I walked. Glassless And mistook the vetch for a calf, the cow parsley: a figure in the woods

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