izzy

I’ve killed like 10 animals now
with my teeth
wrapped in their pelts
I still can’t get warm

a fleet of children go by
in high vis and wellies

and look,
look
I’m still here
standing here with my hands and teeth
all bloody

I’ve realised the only way to stay warm here
is not to stand still

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sarah

Dusty face pressed into this slap-hot road
With the swelling sea sky spitting onto my cheek
And the wind sighing across me
I can feel it beginning
To blow me away
L i k e   s   a   n   d

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