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Craving We’re all looking for the hit, maybe sugar or alcohol, or the glowing end of a cigarette between lonely lips millions of hands disconnected from their hearts, awaken reach first for their phones, and scroll through lives of the other searching online for the […]
People I waited on the wire while the others leapt down to this planet, they went before me I didn’t want to come, here, to this place, where hearts get bruised and beauty is burnt and destroyed to make something that will be thrown away […]
Habits
I have a few addictions
Italian food,
Prosecco,
and window seats
on airplanes
going anywhere
I have a few addictions
books stacked
on every possible
shelf and
thin china cups
that hold strong
tea with milkI am addicted
to violins
drums and the cello
deeply singing
the sadness
of the world
and upbeat voices
singing in harmonyAnd if at sunset
there was a poetry
book on a red
checkered tablecloth,
cheese, wine and
a symphony playing;
warm sunshine
on my back as
the trees tried
to claw back the sunI would know I had
lived a good life
© Tanya Southey
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Lifelong I’ve been addicted to words since I formed my first one, the shape of them, the way they roll around our mouths, connect us and create meaning The magic they can create, an image of red umbrellas against a grey sky and in the […]
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