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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, Persephone and Zeus 8 years, 10 months ago
Question? You ask me if I love you or just admire the hell out of you. I have this to say in return.
I like you. Your eyes house collections of self-portraits of every kind of material possession imaginable. […]
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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, Bough Down (a poem in experimental haiku) 9 years, 1 month ago
Aloes from Bethelsdorp –
The green world’s-majority is not my home.
Only Goethe’s throne.Mum’s June wedding lace.
Dad’s glove was lost at the church.
His Mrs. Dalloway.There were her […]
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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, The Rural Countryside 9 years, 1 month ago
The rural countryside
Has its own welcoming committee.
It has its own encyclopedia.
It has its own dictionary.
Every year I throw a parade
In my honor. Why not?
Why is family always hurting […] -
Fes and AbigailGeorge are now friends 9 years, 1 month ago
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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, For Mum 9 years, 1 month ago
Pale feminist you.
Bliss in a vintage dress.
Under a potbellied sky.
With your rouge pots.
Your lipsticks that taste like cream.
Your comaed flowers.
They plant their halos.
You dig them up.
You plant […] -
AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, Ruined Geraniums 9 years, 1 month ago
Chasing wild sheep and ambulances
An insomniac’s trick
I have discovered an empire
The empire of the introspective
I am a superwoman and actor
Dramatic and always being
Brought to life by it
Provocative […] -
AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, On Illness in Southern Africa (a poem in experimental haiku) 9 years, 1 month ago
Cracks. Healthy fiction –
Pomegranates. Troubled life.
Bleeding fruit. Cement.Diary of Salt Lake –
Passage into Bethelsdorp.
Myths of beloveds.Roses. Stars. They hover –
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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, Misfits 9 years, 2 months ago
My Virginia Woolf in disguise –
My veil, my apprentice, shaman, owl wise.I see Jean Rhys’s ghost in-intervals.
Joyce Carol Oates’s hands, and rouge.Rapture. Oh, rapture.
There was Plath’s […] -
AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, For Sylvia Plath 9 years, 2 months ago
Addiction to neon –
Sumptuous marriage. Playful.
Montage of ill health.Now what does that all mean.
Let us take the word ‘neon’.
It can mean stripes of light.
Hallucinogenic Technicolor.‘Sumptuous’. […]
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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, Diary of Fitting a Museum inside a Suitcase (twelve experimental haiku) 9 years, 3 months ago
Blood knot. Tap root –
Passage into Helenvale.
Primitive Buddha.Buddha of Salt Lake –
Ice lungs. Glaciers taste like salt.
Pirates find glory.He gutted the fish –
Trimmed the gills neatly.
Hollywood […] -
AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, Blue 9 years, 3 months ago
In this story there are two sisters.
One is a case study being held under observation.
Her day starts with pharmaceuticals, on pins and needles.
Good morning. Tell me. Confess this.
You said last week you […] -
AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, My Childhood 9 years, 3 months ago
In childhood, my father loved his meat and potatoes.
Once there were towers. Towers of the radiant sun.Thrones of them. My sister is queen. My brother king.
Curbing anything oceanic. The stalks that grow […] -
AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, The Rural Countryside 9 years, 3 months ago
The rural countryside
Has its own welcoming committee.
It has its own encyclopedia.
It has its own dictionary.
Every year I throw a parade
In my honor. Why not?
Why is family always hurting […] -
AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, Munich Sheep in Winter 9 years, 4 months ago
There’s a woman reading a book in a museum while imagining she should be cleaning house.There it was. The thread of a winter’s bone communicating the royalty of flowering suffering, the dangers of it while I lay […]
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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, Look At Me 9 years, 4 months ago
I miss you most when I am most alone with my innermost thoughts. When I am walking, perhaps talking to another student at the college. My innermost thoughts are just dreams, waking memories. I turn to look for you […]
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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, The Life of a Bohemian 9 years, 4 months ago
Pale are the ripples that curl on top of these drinks we are having. Mine tastes like dark chocolate (the expensive kind you can only get at specific shops). We’re sitting outside the benches of a restaurant, not […]
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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, The Journals of Nabokov’s Lolita if she had become a Writer 9 years, 4 months ago
Losing pieces of your identity already in childhood.
At the end of every pilgrimage in my childhood, there was a line that was always a painful experience for me in my consciousness growing up and with time its […]
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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, The Lonely Mind of the Outsider 9 years, 4 months ago
Clarissa is fifteen. Hector is a year older. Septimus is two years older than Clarissa is.
The silence was magnificent. In that silence poured rain and perhaps it was seeking shelter as much as she, Clarissa […]
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AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, To Virginia Woolf's Lighthouse 9 years, 4 months ago
High school, Port Elizabeth, 1995
‘The light. What do you think of the light?’
‘It’s day. The light comes with day. The sun comes with dawn.’
‘It’s hot.’
‘It’s always hot. It’s South Africa.’
‘It’s […] -
AbigailGeorge wrote a new post, The Imagined Journal Entries of Sylvia Plath 9 years, 4 months ago
The page frees me in a sense, in a way I can’t describe. I write and that’s my life. I am a mother and a wife and a lover and a poet and I feel that is also just a part of my life. Sometimes the two meet and […]
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