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Comrade by Claire Marsden

Comrade, do not flinch.

The light will lick

our wounds.

Our fingers will slowly


and smiles will dance

across our lips.

Come, drink this wine

from my mouth

and leave the dogs to howl

in the streets


For the last twelve months Claire Marsden has enjoyed writing poetry, CNF and flash fiction, and is pleased many of her pieces have found homes, both in print and online. Nature is a central theme in much of her work and when she isn’t tramping through the woods can usually be found on twitter @occulife

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