john alan willox
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breakfastA Poem by john alan willoxonce as a childi had a waking nightmareof a wall of porridge or oatmealwith faces and hands poking throughtrying to escapeorcapture me to join themand.. |
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young men's fancyA Poem by john alan willoxsitting with a beer in an outdoor café, first summer sun blazing a hole on that patch of my head which used to have hair. .. |
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the strangerA Poem by john alan willoxlet’s go dancing, you can’t dance… let’s go out, you don’t like going out… .. |
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the roseA Poem by john alan willoxthe thorn is drawn and bites the vein as the rose is lured across the throat of a lover’s kiss. of a lover’s .. |
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my father's wordsA Poem by john alan willoxwe walked among my fathers words amidst the meaning of his sentences what did he say that was so meaningful i wonder&hel.. |
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onceA Poem by john alan willoxonce, as a small boy in scotland, while walking with my mother, we passed a man who doffed his fedora, and when i asked why .. |
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masqueradeA Poem by john alan willoxabsent of light, the masquerade decays, the costume of the ironic tiger returns the skin of the sad clown… hunger and a.. |
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i was born on an islandA Poem by john alan willoxi was born on an island, to a father like an island and a mother like the sea. a desert in an ocean, vacated before i ever could r.. |
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the stoneA Poem by john alan willoxi walked a winter beach, cold, grey water imprinting white, foamy streaks upon cold, grey sand. i picked a stone, from.. |
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the rest of my lifeA Poem by john alan willoxi turned the key today and the lock opened, like it’s supposed to; but no one came running, tail wagging, and no one calle.. |
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