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Tom Alexander
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Nobody likes a try hard I have recently made a breakthrough. It happened while sitting on the terrace of a bar facing the beach at Tangier, the spot where Tennessee Williams got down a first draft of that masterpiece of neurosis, Cat On A Tin Roof. Perhaps ...
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Bird Strike We need them to arrive like moving ink from the sky We need them to gather tiny bits of us in their beaks We need them to be all shapes and sizes, fights put on hold We need them to grab our clothing, hair and skin, it´ll hurt We need them to pu...
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Chewing Gum Wrapper See that chewing gum wrapper With its metallic sheen, Its papery underside, Its serrated edge, See it down there on the cobbles Neighboured by fresh dog shit, Discarded paper glinting in the Seville sun. If it were an animal, It would be...
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Three Poems About Throwaway Objects
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Gum Wrapper See that chewing gum wrapper With its metalic sheen, Its papery underside, Its serated edge, See it down there on the cobbles Neighboured by fresh dog shit, Discarded paper glinting in the Seville sun. If it were an animal, It would be a...
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Acceptance The greying woman stands in the shallows, her shoes wet. Waves play cold liquid games with her legs. Clouds curl. A fish swims up. It wears her lover’s face. When she awakes she puts the radio on. Voices, cold light, no music. She showers, choose...
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Rain or I Think My Repeat Prescription's Getting Damp May I speak to you, rain? Will you grant
me an audience? There are confessions to be made, rain.
Down on one knee, head bent- will you listen to me? Oh
rain. You see, rain, you have been mistreated.
I sh...
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Rain May I speak to you, rain? Will you grant me an audience?  There are confessions to be made, rain. Down on one knee,  head bent- will you listen to me? Oh rain. You see, rain, you have been mistreated. I shake. You have been mocked, oh mighty moving wat...
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 Our narrator has recently moved to an unnamed eastern European city in order to write his great work. He is waiting for inspiration: ...I had been born with an aristocratic older lady
tethered to my insides. I didn’t need too much external verification.   ...
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Brocced Up
Brocced Up Last night I was a badger. With a hot mouth Of sharp teeth I steamed Against the moon, And ran. I felt cold, ploughed soil; I ran in dips and grooves; I didn't know Where I was supposed to go. Heavy feet Shook the ground. The chase was on, My blo...
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Brocced Up Last night I was a badger. With a hot mouth Of sharp teeth. I steamed Against the moon, And ran. I felt cold, ploughed soil; I ran in dips and grooves; I didn´t know Where I was supposed to go. Heavy feet Shook the ground. The chase was on, My bl...
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