Small Female Skull by Carol Ann Duffy
My dirty fingerprints are all over my bookshelf. I didn't know what I was doing. Maybe delirious again, looking for my life in poems, chanting, save me save me save me save me save me dammit, then falling back to
Rain by Carol Ann Duffy
"Then the rain came, like stammered kisses at first / on the back of my neck. I unfurled my fist / for the rain to caress with its lips."
Valentine by Carol Ann Duffy
Happy birthday to me, I guess. Another year over. Another year gone. I'm twenty. I feel so new. Here's one of my favourite poems ever. Valentine Carol Ann Duffy Not a red rose or a satin heart. I give you an onion. It is a moon