Poem: Black as the Ace of Spades by Sarah-Jayne Mackenzie

Black as the Ace of Spades he was,In labour at York Tip.My conscience shuddered as soon as I saw himTall, in precedence, absolutely noticeable. And there was what seemed like a long extracted period of absolute shame and a penetrative stare that reduced me to less than the value of the ‘rubbish’ I was casting […]

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