MUD AT THE WALL
thrown by Mary Featherstone
LIFE CHOICES
Life Made a home In a handful of dust Set in resistant ground Would the dry land Withhold consent A host rejecting This foreign body?
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THE CLOTHES WE WEAR
Constrained Within the cut Of a brand new Small-shouldered coat The arms flail awkardly Bare to the air While wondering how To hide
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FATHERS AND SONS
We talk Of failed fatherhood Authority abuse Indissociable for some From the benevolent but stern Michaelangelo grandpa On the ceiling Of our minds As we mutter ‘Our Father’ We don’t talk Of the 33 year old male Perched high On the confidence of youth
Keep reading‘If you throw enough mud at the wall, some of it will stick’
An expression dating back to the age of wattle and daub constructions. Some of our creative efforts may be a little flaky but if we put it all out there something might connect.
Text and visual content is my own unless specified.
Too much respect for artists to claim that title, just enjoying myself.
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Mud at the wall 