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The Count<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n by Caroline Maldonado<\/em>\u00a0<\/p>\n First imagine Self\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0in a shut room the curtain your heart like a trapped fly Drawing the curtains open you see the blinds are down with smartlocks and webcams for you again the cries that rush for the exit cheekbone isn\u2019t yours\u00a0 \u00a0 You\u2019re about unaware of all the women and that you will be the 50th When all the lights go out<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n by Caroline Maldonado<\/em><\/p>\n Once all that was needed was the whole chain to be corrupted if I helped my father twist each and we found the one that had the electric current, and tightened it up with a small bag of spares) so that swirled around the tree \u2013 suddenly led me to another where a head with no connection to reality pass his words from one to the next \u00a0<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Count by Caroline Maldonado\u00a0 First imagine Self\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0in a shut room the curtainpulled tight\u00a0 \u00a0 When he comes for you again your heart like a…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":590,"featured_media":13828,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1660],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13830","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13830","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/590"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13830"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13830\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/13828"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13830"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13830"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13830"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
pulled tight\u00a0 \u00a0 When he comes for you again<\/p>\n
crashes against the panes\u00a0 \u00a0 You don\u2019t cry<\/p>\n
in every other window along the street<\/p>\n
He goes out\u00a0 \u00a0 Keeps you in<\/p>\n
He\u2019s kept your phone\u00a0 \u00a0 When he comes<\/p>\n
aren\u2019t yours\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0the split<\/p>\n
to find a place with its own black-out<\/p>\n
killed in a month of lockdown<\/p>\n
First\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0imagine Self
\u2003<\/p>\n
a single bulb not to work for<\/p>\n
although there was still some hope<\/p>\n
tiny glass phial in its plastic shell<\/p>\n
loosened, become disconnected from<\/p>\n
or replaced it (the set always came<\/p>\n
once adjusted the whole line<\/p>\n
stars again \u2013 and that thought<\/p>\n
of government makes a statement<\/p>\n
and his followers, a string of them,<\/p>\n
and then all the lights are out.<\/p>\n