like a change to come
a grip recoils a glimpse of hope
when starting to see a million possibilities
where there was none
i fall in love with an old song
and even if “torn between jupiter and apollo”
i will not account to anyone
a swagger, bold gesture, a swift manner
that entices the tip of my lips
conjures a pair of hazelnut eyes
so sweet and robbed of malice
and never an assortment of tea biscuits
has brought me so much mirth
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an astonishing mish-mash of poetry, reviews, unpublished features and everything else i can come up with - all content © Raquel Pinheiro unless otherwise stated
About Me
- Raquel Pinheiro
- Mondo Bizarre Magazine Editor-in-chief; translator, writer, photographer, painter, poet, dreamer that now and then makes collages and bakes.