Melanie Bradley Poems

Despondant Hour

Parched, choked and bled,
Dragged and deserted,
On bitter terrain,
Sketched into red,... more »

Mummy-Long-Legs

Her black legs stretch,
As reaching threads.
She is the spindle mans heaven,
Wretched writhing sweet thing.... more »

One About Curtains

The curtains disturb me,
They are drawn, but for a peeping gap,
Worked down into a folded bulge,
Wrapped over, with a shape of suggestion.... more »

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