Jo Lyons



Easter Date

I stand above you lying stretched across the bed on your stomach, your face turned away from me. I click off shots with my phone, your dark curls a curtain flowing over brown shoulders, hiding your looks. The light bounces …

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Please do not join do not join this train

YESTERDAY WHEN I didn’t kiss the IT guy, the whole world fell apart. A staticky electricity now fills the air as I wait on a letter that might not ever arrive. It’s been teeming down all week, windy as hell, …

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