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Apr 2020
disfigured mineral
on pinch
of water
ghost exhalations

   nearby *****
   at least sixty walk back
   and forth

sky like orange
juice puddle
on a sapphire
carpet

   this ice
   that does not
   melt
   but what if
   I am

your
last text
a chip of frost
almost
pricking my heart

   truth
   exposed as if long
   dormant
   under
   gowns
   of snow
Written: 2018/19.
Explanation: A poem that was part of my MFA Creative Writing manuscript, in which I wrote poems about cities that have staged the Eurovision Song Contest, or taken the name of a song and written my own piece inspired by the title. I have received a mark for this body of work now, so am sharing the poems here.
Reece AJ Chambers
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Reece AJ Chambers  30/M/Northamptonshire, England
(30/M/Northamptonshire, England)   
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