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Photo ©Des_Callaghan My own photos don’t look like anything.


In the night, all hedgehogs are grey
and in the dusky half-light,
and in full blazing sunlight

roof hedgehogs lie, dead
and grey as sponges on a tropic beach,
washed up corpses of the ocean-sky,

silent rootlers that flocked the tiles,
dislodged roof-scrapings, dry-backed,
tender earthy-underbellied,

but moss never dies,
it lies inert, plant heart beating,
waiting for the rain,

to blossom green-spined,
micro-leafed rainforest in the wet grass,
because moss is eternal.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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