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The Friday Poem: The Ultimate Freedom of Space and Time by Carolyn DeCarlo

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New poetry by Wellington writer Carolyn DeCarlo. The Ultimate Freedom of Space and Time Sometimes when masturbating I think about my friends’ perfect bodies having sex with angels. Or, angelic sex with each other. Or, dirty sex where my friends are covered in mud and having sex with earthworms. Having sex in pools of blood … Read more

The Friday Poem: ‘Winter Swimmers’ by Carolyn DeCarlo

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New poetry by Wellington writer Carolyn DeCarlo.   Winter Swimmers   We are not swimming pools,   our faces never submerged in water long enough to breathe,   never dipped below the surface, eyes absorbing the chlorine and urea flushing milky pink.   We do not share the sunblock,   our fingers wet and greasy … Read more