March 29, 2018

‘When the stars threw down their spears’, by Jacqueline Woods

The television I bought five years ago
sits in the corner of my room.
It helped me through those morphine nights
where my lung drain, like a sick umbilical cord 
snagged from my side. 
I would watch Countdown at 3 a.m., clasping 
the puppetry of sign language like a charm.


  • by Jacqueline Woods

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