Category: WordSnacks
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WordSnack: Stoke Lock No. 39
By Emily Rose Galvin-Wilson Waterlogged and loaded, the creases of his wrinkling eyes folded up and in like narrowboat boards left too long in a pruning sun.We watched his pottery hands for hours –curling narrow channels of paper around filter tips, resting the ringmark of a can on the pavementto adjust his brim against the…
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WordSnack: Flowers Too Late
By Adam Colclough I never noticed the spaceyou helduntil it filled up with wilting flowers,buying off our shameat always having somewhere else to go,Never finding time to stop and lookfor another face in yours,one creased into a map of hellby a life of bad luck,The slow, cruel twist of hard times turnedinto time measured out…