Poems by D.

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  • Vagrancy often visits my doorstep
    and talks and talks of...

  • Basura (1) 3

    Suppose this broken bodied man
    once dreamt in avalanches of colour...

  • and how they protrude so vulnerably
    against your flesh, as if a semi hidden...

  • Melissa (2) 3

    Melissa was wearing a tangerine dress
    patterned with daisies, kicking her legs over...

  • Some of us are
    tucked into the epicentre...

  • We are locked in our lighthouses,
    and the chasms of ocean...

  • Angel of the east,
    whose storm billows in my chest...

  • Did you love this city’s winter murk?
    the fog settling on the river...

  • Cocoon (3) 3

    Sometimes
    I desire myself...

  • At night, thoughts are magnified
    by the rattling of gunfire...

  • Deep, rigid lines will
    one day...

  • Funny (5) 3

    Love is the only joke
    in which I fell for...