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POETRY IN THE PLAGUE YEAR
Poems written during the Coronavirus Outbreak 2020
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Sheree Mack Tyne and Wear, UK Sheree Mack is a Creatrix living on the
North East Coast of England. She facilitates visual journaling
workshops, nationally and internationally, supporting women in their
exploration of their authentic voices.She is currently writing about
traveling and working in Iceland as well as the next instalment of
her creative non-fiction memoir. More of her work is available at
livingwildstudios.com. Poem completed on 29th April 2020 Below floors, the black girl dreams of flying
home Midnight. This mothering body dreams the River Oti coursing verdant hills. To slip beneath the current; song to my skin, balm to my howls. White tulips erupt from my breasts to drip upon bare black feet; hungry fires to satisfy white hands and white mouths. Mistress, you, walks the marbled staircase, swishing silks and pearls. I hold his tiny fists destined to be used against me. Within these walls, there is no room for self-love. Daily, I’m forced to destroy myself to make you feel slim and safe and beautiful. Smoke, thunder, rain, black dahlias bloom from my wrists to fall through floorboards like the giggles that echoes from the upper world.
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