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Moving
Blunt streaks of sweat thumb-pressed across the buttoned collar—
white with a tinge mark of a proud scent.
Crinkling around the placket in a vice-grip
with hands ripping away.
Strings unwind their whitewater seam to the end where buttons pop out the mouth of flappy tails.
I'll take this shirt with me
from the body of the latest flop—
sewn and resewn for the form of the next attempt.
white with a tinge mark of a proud scent.
Crinkling around the placket in a vice-grip
with hands ripping away.
Strings unwind their whitewater seam to the end where buttons pop out the mouth of flappy tails.
I'll take this shirt with me
from the body of the latest flop—
sewn and resewn for the form of the next attempt.
Published 20th Mar 2023
| Edited 21st Mar 2023
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20th Mar 2023 1:43am
This is quite good. Imaginative while also structuring a strong build throughout.
You have a good eye for detail. And a good hand for transferring it to writing.
You have a good eye for detail. And a good hand for transferring it to writing.
21st Mar 2023 00:52am
