Watch me awkwardly read my poem, which didn’t win the National Poetry Competition 2021

Uvita River Dirt I wrote this in March 2020 🙂 I’ve also, embarrassingly, recorded myself reading my failed National Poetry Competition entry out loud, in case you’d rather watch me stumble over my words than read it yourself. Disclaimer: I’m wearing an inappropriately see-through leopardskin leotard because this is my lockdown uniform. It’s not something…

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I wish I was a fearless Roman Goddess

Will I always feel like this? Like swamp mud Viscous, formless. I need warm, firm hands  To sculpt me into something  Recognisable Like a woman, or a tree.  I wish I was a fearless Roman Goddess Or an African warrior with my Tits out.  I would invite death  To pierce my soft underside, And then…

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