Dark Earth

I am the underbelly –

the inside of nothing: unfixed, undefined

not to be touched, done to, undone

nor enough included to be cast aside.

 

I am after the last thought

beyond the undiscovered isle behind dying eyes

beneath a broken tongue which may not speak

in the well of deep behind angry teeth.

 

I am postliminary in-consequence

dangling over the lip of impossible.

 

Yet still,  I am!

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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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