The Shadow Lover

Shadow-Lover, never seen by day, Only deep in dreams do you appear. Wisdom tells me I should turn away, Love of mist and shadows, all unclear – Nothing can I hold of you but thought Shadow-Lover mist and twilight wrought. Shadow-Lover, comfort me in pain. Love, although I never see your face, All who’d have [...]

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The Tears Won’t Come

Slumped in the middle of a half-cleaned room, Hoover still in hand. But the tears won’t come. The storm of my emotions gathers round, seaching out a nook, a cranny, a weakness. But the tears won’t come. I can feel the blood coursing through my veins, keeping me alive, so close to my skin. But [...]

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Death and (physical) Illness

A few weeks ago I went over with my parents to see one of my grandparents, whom had been taken into hospital for various old-age complaints along the line of “not looking after herself”. When I saw her, I recognised the expression on her face right away, having seen it in the mirror so many [...]

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