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Three Poems by Jill Jones

The Doll and Me

I hate the doll, its plumpy head,
its brunette swirls, its itsy cheeks,
its pout, its lashes, the uptight clothes,
marrowless arms, nerveless teeth,
its squeaking, the mess
it makes on the floor.
I want to detach the twee wee feet
and hammer it to the fence, drown it,
skewer it to the door, to say ‘this is what
has become of us’. Even naked
it makes me angry and afraid.

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Secrets – A Poem by Lisa Reily

secrets

an old woman’s face with a schoolgirl’s smile,

your words on the page

mean nothing;

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