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When him and me Were three We Sat on the couch Sucking iceblocks On the day before new years eve. The television Flashed white cricketers Sl..

Triptych part 3: Pieces As he slipped the hospital band From his emaciated wrist He told me he was free now And I could take him home. I wrap..

Triptych Part Two: In the Sun I watched him in the sun Barefoot on rippling grass While I sat on his t-shirt Beneath a sprawling tree. The sun ..

Triptych part 1: Shimmer When I first saw him He shimmered. He smiled as if he had taken starlight And poured it into a bowl And drunk it Wi..

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