Jacquie Wyatt




In My Twenties I Told a Story

about putting you, my own
father, in hospital
after you went for me.

You never did. I never did
but that ‘never’ was why
you paid for my Judo lessons.
and I soiled us both by lying.

My brother demolishes your home
hammers our memories apart,
claws your will out of that ruin
with every levered brick.

He caves in my certainty,
not how it was meant to be,
his lips press so tight
as he eclipses you.



Jacquie Wyatt has been published in South, Clear, Structo, Golddust, The DawnTreader and Rollick amongst others while reluctantly pursuing a marketing career (lying for a living). She dwells in deepest, darkest Kent.

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