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Kinked in broad daylight

April 9, 2022April 9, 2022 Pam SwanboroughLeave a comment

I’m developing a kink for Thin old men in grey cardigans Who lean on country fences And watch the wind. Not the gaunt of ill mind or waning body. Not the narrow of a too-small mouth and a too-big religion. But the shape of someone easily distracted By words, or birds, or maps, or pebbles.… Continue reading Kinked in broad daylight →

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Sometimes I think

October 18, 2021December 10, 2021 Pam SwanboroughLeave a comment

Is everything shit? Sometimes I think everything's shit. Do you want me to fuq off? Sometimes I think you want me to fuq off. Should I stop breathing? Sometimes I think I should stop breathing.

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Psithurism

October 19, 2019November 16, 2020 Pam SwanboroughLeave a comment

There's a great and beautiful cedar outside my door

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Armistice Day 1991

October 19, 2019November 16, 2020 Pam SwanboroughLeave a comment

You called the shots ...

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Petrichor

August 12, 2019October 19, 2019 Pam SwanboroughLeave a comment

I met three people who did not cry...

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Still

July 4, 2019July 7, 2019 Pam SwanboroughLeave a comment

My arms ache and my heart. Still I sit and make coffee for three

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