Constellations are dripping off my fingertips like pulsating raindrops hanging off the edge of the world- When I close my eyes I’m floating on a salty ocean towards a horizon bursting with colours, The hues of honeyed pink glowing in the water and on my warmed skin- Smiling into the Machiavellian arms of denial, But … Continue reading An Astronaut Lost In Space-Constellations
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The Space Between Optimism and Cynicism
Waking up with shards of sun and light in their happy eyes, Souls that go to sleep and get sweet rest at night – Colours shimmering in a sickening brightness Finding slivers of silver linings in darkness Smiling at strangers and soppy romance Sycophantic flattery – making plans Happiness Falling into bitter, But never getting … Continue reading The Space Between Optimism and Cynicism
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If I am born at the same time as someone else, do our hearts beat together? How many people are crying right now? If everyone jumped, would I feel it? How can I live in a city of seven million people and still feel lonely? How do dreams work; my eyes are closed but I … Continue reading Some Context Please
Alicia Jones Poetry 