Category Archives: Existential

WHO? poem

Our grandparents live only in our memories. When we go, they go. Why care if we’re forgot?                                            As if … Continue reading

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What We Are

What We Are We’re only what we are , no way getting round it, your shoes don’t fit a bit and you cannot wear mine. Stuck within these confines at isolation’s door, roll out the rug and dance a song, … Continue reading

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