Flat-stomached magazines.
Women/African children.
Privilege retching
Behind a locked door.
Fasting. Waiting until night
To lick the fridge’s putrid light
From between trembling fingers
Flat-stomached magazines.
Women/African children.
Privilege retching
Behind a locked door.
Fasting. Waiting until night
To lick the fridge’s putrid light
From between trembling fingers
puttingthedogtosleep 
Sad, but powerful work
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thank you so much that means a lot :o)
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Would you mind if I share and discuss this for my Saturday Spotlight?
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Of course not, I feel honoured ;o)
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Thank you very much! I’ll comment the link sometime after it posts. 🙂
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Thank you, I look forward to checking it out! :o)
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So sorry, but I can’t seem to find your name anywhere on your blog! What name would you like me to use as the author?
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np you can just use my name it’s Esme Brown xD
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Perfect! Thank you again! 😀
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Reblogged this on The Awkward Boyfriends.
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Thank you again! Here is the link to my Saturday Spotlight post:
https://monalysapoet.wordpress.com/2015/11/14/spotlight-hungry-by-esme-brown/
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Brilliant. I’m not an expert on poetry or, thankfully, the subject matter, but I think ‘privilege retching behind a locked door’ is such a powerful line.
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Thank you so much! I just thought it was an interesting comparison :o)
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