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I reach inside my close cropped hair
and graze my fingernails along my scalp
summarily probing for the banquet
I unearth it, as it twists around, dark and fair,
newly emerged from the nits sown
upon the ruddy stalks of fur
it's miniature legs squirming alongside
my avaricious thumb and forefinger
as I heave it into my mouth
with ravenous bravado
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My thoughts were the screaming gale winds of a typhoon. I lay in the bed, alone, struggling to organise my mind, to give it peace, so I may sleep. I could not. I twisted my body into knots with the cooling sheets, sometimes I would turn on the bedside lamp, and read a few sentences, before battling visions invaded my inner eyes, images of me holding my 9 month old daughter, while she rained enough tears to end the drought.
I would sway my body clutching her in my arms, as I sang to her softly in… Continue