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Black Christmas
Black Christmas
Fifty fucking years
this black snow’s fallen
every Christmas.
It fell on my father
and his father before him.
Stepping out
into the grey December light
cold and tired.
Home to a bath
and the warm hearth
of family.
A bond of men
tighter than brothers,
thicker than blood,
darker than midnight.
All gone now,
like d...
Friday 18th December 2015 11:07 pm
Carnations
Carnations
After the bath
she used to drag
black worms
of coal dust
from the corner
of his eyes.
He has never cried,
though sometimes -
when he thinks back -
for no apparent reason
he finds charcoal
on his cheeks.
He is clean now,
though for many years
every crease and wrinkle
on his angry forehead
was gritted with
carbon hate.
Where once stood
a newsagents
on the corn...
Friday 3rd April 2015 8:04 pm
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