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Curly Hair
Pink everything exploded in my house seven years ago when I met my beautiful daughter. Since day one she stole my heart. She is fantastically funny, sweet, pretty and likes everything to do with being...
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Tooth Fairy
My daughter lost her first big tooth. This was monumental because every other tooth she has lost has fallen down the sink. This tooth however fell out in her Grandmother’s house and we were very...
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Children’s Money
My sister-n-law gave my daughter a couple of euro for helping her mind her baby. I brought my daughter to the shop so she could buy something. She bought an ice cream and a mineral. When we got back in...
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Travelling Coach
Every window of the train was a quarter of the way down because they do not go any further in coach. The empty seats, ripped, covered in avocado vinyl. On a train to Mexico City with my brother, our...
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A Quiet View
Weary from lack of interest in today’s activity… My thoughts drift to the picket fence that is erected, to separate civilization and God’s magnificent Cliff’s of Moher, Atlantic waves rage against the...
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Article 4
My big empty heart, marketed as a fool, my life lost in despair. I hoped for something different to my mothers. After years went by, I realised: I have to be the change I want to see in the world....
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Article 3
Alone in a room of two hundred, Christmas Carols play, Saints taunt me on the wall, I sit, simulating motherhood. Nervousness sets in, I notice the eyes of the neighbours I told to fuck off six months...
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My Darling Daughter – I Am Lead By You
Anticipating you, I planned our journey: All we would do, all I would teach you, Inwardly I prepared to surrender to you, You arrived, my life seismically shifted And you became my teacher: And I your...
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Turquoise Women
From a long line of turquoise loving women, fiery, like opals of Mexico. Unpolished, our souls, semi-precious, full of narratives, to be recorded. Red heads, educated, full of extremes and suicides,...
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My mother’s thoughts on being mother and father to me
As my mother often did the role of mother and father I sent her a message yesterday to thank her for being such a strong influence in my life and for molding me in to the woman I am today… Her response...
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