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My unworn dress
This morning, I played an old record
- the one you always turned off
Just to hear the music with my own ears
It had as much dust
As all the mornings I didn't listen to it
Because your ears didn't want to
Last night I wore that dress, the one you don't like
Just to see how it suits me
- through my own eyes
And when you saw me
you told me I was beautiful
Friday 12th March 2021 6:01 pm
Poverty Is
You think poor is…
One car not two
semi, not detached
the right school
the wrong brand
the wrong label.
I think poor is…
Tide-lines
thick enough to pick at
cardboard soles
in shoes with holes
and stains that don’t
wash clean.
Together
we know poor is…
the curl of a lip
in a hostile world,
the shame
of not fittin...
Saturday 29th January 2011 1:23 pm
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