Alice Frecknall
To Know Grief
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Open a book at random. Note
how language glares back,
a drawer of cutlery
you can’t recall how to use.……. Your body
is a low-level vibration and you are capable
of mediocre things.…….On the hour, every hour,
forget, before memory takes you
by the throat, a hot bulb staring down
a shrunken pupil. Regard each door
with reverence, ……. hope
one of them leads to nothing. Get motion sick
when standing still. Go outside,
dig a hole in the lawn.
Recite: we’re all just fat-thumbed toddlers
rummaging in the silverware.
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Alice Frecknall is a poet, short fiction writer and fine artist. Her debut poetry collection, Somewhere Something is Burning, is published by Out-Spoken Press (2021).
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