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Occasionally
May 2, 2016 | troublemag
I just want to be with someone new
in a train
on a wet night
where the inside light reflects me
in a stranger’s eyes from across the isle
whose waiting aches back
from nowhere to … Read More
Teaspoon Full
April 2, 2016 | troublemag
It’s been passed down
not like a WW2 sibling’s shrunken jumper
to make ends meet in this then innocent country
but a curio of words that squeezed
between the searchlights under the wires
holding its breath … Read More