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Joe Morgan May 2018
Encapsulated in a cloud of smoke
She coughs, splutters, releases the choke
Shouting down the garden; ‘it’s on fire, fire!’
My mother looks on with fathomless tire.
From the anthology ‘Only Swerve for Jesus’
May 2018 · 194
Elliot Smelliot
Joe Morgan May 2018
IN AN IMPATIENT WORLD FOR IMPATIENT WORLD OF IMPATIENT PEOPLE IN AN IMPATIENT PEOPLE FOR IMPATIENT PEOPLE OF IMPATIENT WORLD
ARE WE IN IT?
INNIT.
From the anthology ‘Only Swerve for Jesus’
May 2018 · 160
Co-Ordinates
Joe Morgan May 2018
WHERE ARE WE IN THE WORLD?
ENGLAND? OR SPACE?
WE WILL NEVER KNOW
From the anthology ‘Only Swerve for Jesus’
May 2018 · 157
Chaos
Joe Morgan May 2018
DEPENDING ON THE YEAR? THE MONTH? THE WEEK
A SMALL BIRD GETS HIT BY A CAR.
SQUEEK SQUEEK.
From the anthology ‘Only Swerve for Jesus’

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