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Poem: Swan Song

For LG Life is terminal. Given its expiry date you refuse agony, choose dignity to greet the unknown, face to face. In the time of Covid...

Poem: Maid to Order

We’ve never met but I come well recommended. On a word you hand over the keys to the kingdom. It’s a calling, old as witching – the...

Poem: The Annotated Snake

The fundamental snake is an arm without a body, the ornament of bloodless embrace more exquisite than the hilt of a Persian dagger, husk...

Poem: Body Parts

The one gift she gave him that was truly appreciated was the bottle opener in the shape of a woman, her arms on hinges, a cork screw...