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You can see him from afar, made taller by the child on his shoulders, a smaller version of himself; another in a carrier on his back looks like a wizened old man. Little dogs gambol about his feet, with every … Continue reading

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There is a chasm between birth and being where stuff falls, collects and, hidden by the distance and the dark, smoulders, sending up smoke, ciphers breathed in the language of the unborn and forgotten, known only to their God.

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Breathing room

I have expanded since she left, as though she wedged me tight, her elbow in my side, that space whence God had made my other self; restored my second lung inflates; her voice still susurrates as I exhale.

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