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3 poems by Lucy Holt

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  • Dec 27, 2020
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Timperley


Leisure centres

the stench of them like cabbage pie in Moscow


I have loved men from the coast who cannot swim

I am always seeking a challenge


you’ve knocked me sideways:

there are hometowns and then there’s this


when they talk of the palimpsest of place

I don’t think they mean Timperley



What good is a muesli woman


or a woman made of gorse?

One day you’ll wake up and realise

I was right about everything

there is no such thing as girlfriend material

I only made you up

in Go Outdoors



Have a nice weekend, I think you’re interesting


My favourite topic is our mutual friends

of which we have none


I have never been this funny

you are nice to people in shops


in the gallery there is

hot pink tape on our shoes


I feel like a god

an art gallery god


I am face blind apart from

you sometimes


and at night you roll me

across the wet grass


to a gentle stop

outside my mother’s porch


___________


Lucy Holt is a writer who lives in Manchester. her non-fiction and poetry has appeared in The Observer, 3:AM Magazine and Ache Magazine. In 2020 she was named a New Poet by The Poetry Business.

 
 
 

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