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So Let it Fall

When I’m at Dad’s the rain smells like freshly cut grass and wood smoke. First thing in the morning Dad checks the weather. “Supposed to rain later, better get out there and mow the lawns. I can see the flowers.” Robyn gets up and wraps her fluffy robe around her. “How about I light the fire?” I flip on the jug and make us all cups of tea. The fire’s roaring by the time Dad comes in smelling like grass and petrol. “Go have a shower Terry, you stink,” Robyn calls from the kitchen. The rain starts to fall. The sweetness of the decapitated daisies fills the house and as I open the door to the fire to place more wood on the flames, the smoke seeps out with the heat. I lie on the rug in front of the fire and sip my tea.

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Under Water

Lost in the water
Of wanting to do well
Why bother trying
When surely I’ll flail

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Fishing Day Trip 2

A vlog from a fishing trip in December with my Dad and fiance. It was such a beautiful day!

Invisible

Your fists clenched and trembling,

You come at me, hard, fast,

Your toes whisper on the wood,

You’re flying, you’re soaring,

You hate me, you hate who I am, Continue reading “Invisible”

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