Before I forget again

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  • Published 20231107
  • ISBN: 978-1-922212-89-4
  • Extent: 207pp
  • Paperback, ePub, PDF, Kindle compatible

I am a ceramic horse in kintsugi 

fields. Shards shred my tongue to gold 

rivers. Cracked and crazed – from fire 

gallops beast. Memory slips 

lapis lazuli. I break 

curses, gather spells. Nudge 

fresh letters in water

troughs – watch words bob – shiny 

new apples to crunch.

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