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Invisible

Posted on by tq1695

Aquarius
the water sign
witness to life’s beginning and end
tears
uncommon in the British colony
with upper lips trained to be stiff.

The union delegate announces a meeting
2 p.m. Compulsory.
not for student holiday workers
management overrules.
Soldiers return from the front
we didn’t need to be told
death slow marched alongside.
The three R’s.
Reduction.
Retrenchment.
Redundancy.

Nature shrills
in the men’s
a man whose name I think is Tony
cheeks crumpled and wet
we both turned away urgently
walking in on an undressed mother-in-law. It never happened.

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Most of my life has been spent on the bench, occasionally called into the game by extravagance or attenuation. Waiting has turned a loner into a recorder - nondescript and inconsequential, more not noticed than overlooked - the non-vantage point of children not yet considered old enough to understand. Orphaned Islands (Un)poetry is a lifetime of picking anecdotes up and not throwing them away. Stories collected like odds and ends placed in a box in the basement, the garage, the garden shed - uncertain as to what their use might be but knowing that one day there might be one.