Home Alone - Photo by Ellie Morris |
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Golden hour bathes my home in
silence,
Family portraits stroked by
nicotine yellow fingers.
The lizard’s cage emptied overnight,
His pale hooked claw buried in
sand and scales.
Sunflowers nod
̶ ̶ drooping,
senile women awaiting a daughter’s visit.
Sordid green paste oozes from the
pool encrusted with flies.
Even the shrivelled, blackened
burger left on the BBQ is bereft.
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