White Band
Her to me who is golden
yet, has no gold upon her finger
Stares at me longingly
Hypnotised, paralysed beneath her gaze
With nimble fingers,
she unties the knots that bind me
A brilliant white band upon
her ring-less fourth finger
A tattoo of a dead marriage, still not cold
I can feel it, a white hot fever; emanating,
tainting intentions, exaggerating feelings
Whipping up […]

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I am currently busy at work but have changed my mind regarding making a journal entry about this morning. 3 things prevented me from writing about it initially, the first being I have covered it before - it was like grasping at thin air, the second being procrastination and the third being not wanting to […]

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I click back on my iPod Shuffle so ‘that’ song can stir up a storm. Already I can taste the beginning of the rain and a shiver down my back.
Click back. The storm in the background, the thunder rumbles on. I spin it around me until disoriented, the storm becomes real. The water pouring […]

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