what happens
to all those minutes
we never need to remember
__________
Notes:
1. Written on 4th April, 2022
__________what happens
to all those minutes
we never need to remember
__________
Notes:
1. Written on 4th April, 2022
__________175000 dead
yet still they talk in tones of triumph
175000 dead
and the only tragedy they acknowledge
is that we question them at all
__________
Notes:
1. Written on January 26th, 2022
__________all these things i make
that i think you’ll like
you don’t like
at all
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Notes:
1. Written on October 21st, 2021
__________Oya leaves a new poem here every day. Beneath where the pictures used to hang, in the ash of obliterated art. If the wind and rain don’t wash the old ones away, a single brush of her boot does the rest.
She doesn’t mind that no one sees her words. The ephemerality of it all is the point. No-one suspects a thing.
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Notes:
1. Written between the 7th and the 10th of May, 2021
__________My life is not real until I write it down
That which goes unsaid
no longer exists