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Emma Lee Hutton

Emma Lee Hutton

Let's see what happens

Racing ahead, rushing at speed.
Where does it come from, this urgent need?
This need for an answer, conclusions, the ending.
Why can’t you be happy with simply suspending
and hanging in mid-air, waiting and seeing?

(2013)

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Collecting memories

Do we both know this must end? Is that why we’re collecting memor… Living the present for the sake of… Reliving the moments before they’v… My collection’s growing daily
Wordless

Her eyelids unfold slowly, night shutters open. Her horizon begins to fill, takes… The brown curves of his neck, shoulder, bicep. His back
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When you are gone and I am grey

When you are gone and I am grey, I’ll look back fondly on this day. Your ice-blue eyes and ice-cream s… will dance before me yet awhile. Those little looks, your searching…
Whispers and kisses

Moonlight and music, a night full… I twirl and I whirl and I pass th… Circling together, cheek brushing… You lead and you guide and you pul… Whispers and kisses, caresses and…
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My father's daughter

When my barriers begin to break and my toes touch icy water. When familiar fears begin to snake and my nerve begins to falter. When my skyscraper highs begin to…
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Homesick

White spots sparkle on the water, Sun streaks catch the waves. Eyes bubble - startled tears. The train moves on its way. This place. This nook. This small…
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Etched

Etched into her All those little things he said. The words come back again and agai… Soaked into her, Pressed between her pages
Blue paint

There’s dayglow-soaked outrage all over the news. Petitions, bold claims and die-in campaigns. Point-scoring games
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What are your thoughts?

So what are your thoughts? Tell m… your thoughts. Tell me what you want. So how do you feel? Reveal to me your heart. Show me what
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Deadly sleep

A sun-splattered walkway. Spring in the air. A head full of humdrum, routine, everyday - thoughts of last night, tomorrow,
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Time tells

Hair grows and skin sheds and nail… And still my heart is true Days pass and nights stretch and t… And still my heart wants you Dust settles, wounds heal and scar…
A mother's infidelity

Pulling the door closed with a cli… the spring air pulses through my v… With a quick, light, fickle step I start to feel alive again. As his body thrusts its way to the…
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Thermocline

It catches her unawares Cinching cold in her chest Veins of icy crystals Freezing inside herself It hits her deep in the lungs
Us. You and I.

So here we are then, you and I. Us. When did you and I become us? I look at you. Look back at you through a myriad prism of snapshot…
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Funeral (part 1)

The grey sky hung low and heavy That cold October day. Downstairs, the house began to rou… —I chose to stay away. Well-intentioned warmth and care



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