Inquest

Everything
was neatly ordered
with negligible negatives on the right
and overwhelming positives piled behind and to the left.

Will
it ever be clear why
some struggle significantly whilst others are able
to classify feelings so that life seems to makes perfect sense?

Be
sure this cadaver
had overcome his negative aspect
to such a degree that he was permanently joyful.

All right
Not a perfect ending.
Rubber gloves and a twisting device
revealed envy to be the undoing of this unfortunate.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

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