All Posts By Tabatha Stirling

White Petals Trodden Underfoot

I hid in the Acacia tree when you ran but I stole the memory of your lips, chapped by too much kissing. Of your back with it’s open...

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Bi-Polar Love

We had a chaotic reverie. We united as a weary Autumn storm pissing on rusty love. The times you filmed me drooling my savior complex. The...

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I Will Not Be That Woman

Not today. Even when the river rolls so cool and deep and I could wade and wade ’til sleep. Not today. When I have the tablets in a...

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Bare Bones Of It

‘Don’t throw me to the wolves’, I said but cancer had your brain by then. Along with bone, and skin and hair. I have...

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