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Isobel Webster
Poems
Jan 2019
Death Angel
I had hoped death was what had awoken me.
Alas, it was my mother,
standind over my soon-to-be
sleeping corpse.
The bitter disappointment traced
her outline in the dark,
as if I had not called to her
hours before, with my hands
around my throat.
Written by
Isobel Webster
Australia
(Australia)
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