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Getting down and thirty

For one glorious year, I was almost-no-longer-twentysomething – but 29 is still twentysomething. Alas, those days are behind…
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Blisters, sparks / Unexpected sentimentality

This post was originally titled "Poems about boys". Then I thought that was too racy and also inaccurate. So I changed it. There are two poems, both inspired by - but not actually about - boys. But this is poetry, after all, so who am I to tell you what my poems are "actually" about? If you're still interested in my attempts at creative writing, please read on ...
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Trains, Platform 29

Lately I’ve been spending time alone on the train, with the trains inside this mind where I am surrounded…
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2016: Resolving me

I’m an anti-resolutionist. I’ve always been sceptical about the value of New Year’s resolutions. Occasionally I’d humour my sister…