Friday, July 27, 2018

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I dismember the past like a butcher
My hands sticky with blood
The hatchet in my hand
Performs a hopeless autopsy
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Sheena Blackhall
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Tom Billsborough 30 July 2018

We need to cast off our shadows but they are gummed to our souls. A very powerful poem.

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