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Tonight
- Aug 3, 2025
- 1 min read
"Tonight
The hail does not beat down on our red-tiled roof
in time with your breathing
but together they cocoon me tonight
the children asleep within
the front door bolted against
the shouting is not directed at me,
I can ignore it
and I don’t notice the cars
squealing round our corner,
a sound that fills my head
on nights you’re out."
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