Homespun hodgepodge honeypot
> He liked me in white; He liked me in pink. When I was the person he liked I turned my nose up at pastels I bought only white. When I liked the person he liked I piously praised more colour I bought only pink. Now he’s off to Godaloneknowswhere And his eyes are closed But my drawer’s still half and half Neatly folded bundles of pink and white at ease Like spookasem spun on a stick. Pink frilly nothings and staid white everythings Readying themselves invitingly to be worn today Surreptitiously stifling the black of me...
Read MoreA favourite: Old Photographs
On my desk is a photograph of you taken by the woman who loved you then. In some photos her shadow falls in the foreground. In this one, her body is not that far from yours. Did you hold your head that way because she loved it? She is not invisible, not my enemy, nor even the past. I think I love the things she loved. Of all your old photographs I wanted this one for its becoming. I think you were starting to turn your head a little, your eyes looking slightly to the side. Was this the beginning of leaving? By: Gabeba...
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