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he’s been in the wars most of his life
all retreats
driven friends away regained and lost cohesion
heard Them clawing through the pages of his greatest novel
ready to tear him a-fucking-part
driven friends away regained and lost cohesion
heard Them clawing through the pages of his greatest novel
ready to tear him a-fucking-part
the only way to exorcise Them
gasoline and an old wheelbarrow by the pond
gasoline and an old wheelbarrow by the pond
I saw the ashy dead fluttering
a week later abandoned
in their cradle
he was too terrified to approach it
so there was a new path worn around to the chicken coop
a week later abandoned
in their cradle
he was too terrified to approach it
so there was a new path worn around to the chicken coop
he went back to the whiter the rounder
the easier to see with
with pills, the world is nervous
but it has stopped its quaking
the easier to see with
with pills, the world is nervous
but it has stopped its quaking
there is stillness now but
that wheelbarrow still squats by the water
swelling in its iron
that wheelbarrow still squats by the water
swelling in its iron
his eyes glance off it sometimes
and you can see shining on the pond
the pages flaring in his arms
Bionote
Raphaelle Race is based in Melbourne and works as a freelance journalist and editor. Her writing can be seen in Overland, Junkee, The Big Issue, Kill Your Darlings, Phantasmagoria, Writers Bloc and Feminartsy. She is Deputy Editor at http://thewritersbloc.net/ and Features Editor at http://www. phantasmagoriamagazine.com/ .
and you can see shining on the pond
the pages flaring in his arms
Bionote
Raphaelle Race is based in Melbourne and works as a freelance journalist and editor. Her writing can be seen in Overland, Junkee, The Big Issue, Kill Your Darlings, Phantasmagoria, Writers Bloc and Feminartsy. She is Deputy Editor at http://thewritersbloc.net/ and Features Editor at http://www. phantasmagoriamagazine.com/ .
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