Poetry – Brendan McCormack

omeros is unforgiveable they come and they go fleeting wet bullets my bed has left me for another bed the world has lost eternity clocks are now winding towards a new paternity i wait within the ward of maternity for mother to give birth to me so that the idea of him will return midnight … Read more

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