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Daily Archives: May 3, 2017
Brexit Passions by John Alwyine-Mosely
I am condemned by others, wearing Asda’s finest, loving the curry, hating the Indian, them that visit Spain for sun with chips, who thought Labour was for the working man, they made the cross of wood and nails of iron.
That I must carry as this was born of my silence as factory whistles and streets of common worth became black and white movie reels.
Yet I stumble at shaky pensioners wanting back a childhood of back to backs and Empire cakes, and the Daily Mail Pharisees preaching whose life, whose tongue, speaks for me. Yet where was I when the tree was fell and the coal dug for the smelt of iron?
I watch a man round as a cottage loaf, t-shirt bare arms showing tattoos of faded love and sinking ships as a woman, hair dyed young, worn jacket too big for a shrinking body, kisses away his…
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Cut by Marie-Thérèse Taylor
Let me cut your hair
just here
Let me fold your skin
pin it tight
I have blades
of sharp tradition
Silence!
When I have to
I cut
tongues