Narrative

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Family Fee

Family Fee

Born to, the same people, the same problems, the same education, the same jobs, the same bad Mental-health...

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Calico Cat Jar

Calico Cat Jar

You sit perfect in the windowsill so poised
A silhouette of charm so polished with personality...

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Freedom

Freedom

Born naked
offers the chance
to dress yourself.

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Aisling

A reverie can grow from one kind action
Sleeping helps our soul recharge
There are multiple...

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The Powerful Stranger At...

One day at a gift shop,
I met a man selling cards,
For money he wanted to swap,
But I...

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Muzzled

Muzzled

a wild soul in a domesticated world.
people engage their automatic small talk towards me,
“...

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Full time Position

Apply Within

Full time Position

When your decisions are made with purpose, then your results are on purpose.

Purpose creates blame...

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Rough hands

For husband

Rough hands

Its dark as he enters through the sliding back door,

He's tired and hes distant and grumpy and...

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Bad Mum day

For H and h

Bad Mum day

"I love you good night sweet dreams"

I sigh heavy about to walk away

but then I...

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大好きな化け物

(My favourite monster)

大好きな化け物

心臓を食べてもいい
膵臓も好き?
肝臓をいらないよ
まだ、お腹すいたでしょう?
だから可哀想

太ももの歯は「愛してる 」と言う
...

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Abscond

The urge to disappear
Sliding down my throat like medicine
Always running from my fears...

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MY BEAUTIFUL LIONESS

The woman I love

MY BEAUTIFUL LIONESS

DONT BE DECEIVED BY HER BEAUTY,
OR THE WAY SHE LAYS CAREFREE
BENEATH THE SHADED TREES,...

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If this turmoil should pass…

If this turmoil should pass…

There’s an eclipse of pride and envy,
both edged in a cursed darkness
I hold my breath a...

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Dreams of Lights

I have dreams of lights, of stars shining bright.
I have dreams of a life that fascinates me....

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“Dumb”

“Smart”

“Dumb”

Why do you drink so much?

I drink heavily to suppress the past. The past was sad and angry, so my...

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Morning Love

I love myself most when

Morning Love

I love who I am most in the early morning time,
just before the sun is rising
I pick myself...

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The lion and the butterfly

The lion and the butterfly written and narrated by poetess author Nardine Sanderson 2023©️