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Unogwaja

I couldn’t say who saw who first:

Yellow eye spying yellow boy,

or the other way around.

Either way, here we were

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Poetry Matthew de la Hey Poetry Matthew de la Hey

The ceremony of innocence

Such wonder and misunderstanding for an innocent to witness, to watch, to take part in the unravelling of a human soul, the loss of a mind, the…

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Cicadoidea

It was a still, sweltering afternoon. The high-pitched piercing whine of cicadas filled the air. They clung to the trunks of huge trees …

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The hours pass away

Ancient cobbles populate an ancient square, walled-in by the honey-ochre walls of an ancient university. Soft autumn light kisses worn sandstone…

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Crash

The disquiet of a heart in the presence of such untempered spirits. Faeries, Demons, Knaves dance upon a broken body…

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