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    • Friday essay: reclaiming artist-musician Anita Lane from the ‘despised’ label of muse
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    • The exiled child
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Picture
John Byrne (Own work) [CC BY-SA 4.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

Dust storm

End of world red sky
shifted the dawn


we woke in burnt air confusion,
wind like the anguish that your anguish would be,
to streets half emptied and eerie as peace
and nothing was normal


and everywhere
the golden light of day
coughing up our pain


Published in Meniscus, vol 1, issue 1, 2013.  
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