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Her head slumps with the weight of black bile,
too heavy to turn to watch him leave,
too tired to shed a tear.
26 Thursday Feb 2015
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Her head slumps with the weight of black bile,
too heavy to turn to watch him leave,
too tired to shed a tear.
12 Friday Dec 2014
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20 Thursday Nov 2014
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At journey’s end,
Amongst the dead and the dying,
Nature reclaims her wandering children.
06 Thursday Nov 2014
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30 Thursday Oct 2014
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The spectral warmth of dying embers
Melting frozen eyes,
Rivulets from a glacial heart.
Translated Japanese Ghost Stories and Tales of the Weird and the Strange
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