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Feb 14
Fragmented


I wonder if a memory from

rubble, could be assembled

in a jigsaw, would pieces fit?


I usually start at the corners,

the sky is always easy, blue

with white clouds and a bird.


But what if there is no image

on the box because all of the

photographers were maimed.


And what if there are missing

bits or some that look the same

whether they are back or front.


Normally there is a number of

component parts, but nobody

counts them before beginning.


So, there’s no point in ringing up

Hamleys later and complaining

that you are unable to find Rafah.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
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