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Coke Crates for Chairs and All the Shades of Green
(for Dad and Arthur the Pantheist!)
laptop computer very latest model coke crates for chairs and all the shades of green handmade chocolates melt in the mouth coke crates for chairs and all the shades of green antique clock chimes Westminster coke crates for chairs and all the shades of green Italian office seat blue velvet cover coke crates for chairs and all the shades of green fine china teapot matching cups coke crates for chairs and all the shades of green down at the swamp nothing fancy here just coke crates for chairs and all the shades of green
Old men play cards
slap slap king of spades at the pagoda pavilion old men not much else to do huddle here daily alongside their tall murky jars of chunky green tea few get here early enough to claim cement seats with cold grey marble tops others carry fold- out stools some bring cushions the remaining balance their weight in the Chinese squat sitting their bums on their heels
mining, the moon and whisky
along a lonely stretch of river smoke escapes from a short chimney overhanging rock shadows the dusty quarry hills stained with rust and scars chipped deep wounds long dark tunnels blokes under the light of moons bruised here tarnished there warped with dents cracked and peeling in corners long cold nights same old company whisky makes it worth the while
Jodie Hawthorne 