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Notice to Quit<\/strong><\/p>\n by Harriet Jae<\/em><\/p>\n In ten days\u2019 time, that\u2019s it \u2013 she\u2019ll be homeless. The jackals in power stalk the sick and the harmless. Should she leverage her body, turn shameless? They cut off her cash but maintain they\u2019re blameless. How can she go where she\u2019s unknown and nameless? The seconds are ticking away in the stillness. Notice to Quit by Harriet Jae In ten days\u2019 time, that\u2019s it \u2013 she\u2019ll be homeless.Nowhere to go yet her mind whirrs with Why? Questions circle like…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":600,"featured_media":13958,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1660],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13960","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13960","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/600"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13960"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13960\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/13958"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13960"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13960"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13960"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
Nowhere to go yet her mind whirrs with Why?
Questions circle like crows when she\u2019s hopeless.<\/p>\n
She cowers below a black fluttering sky.
In ten days\u2019 time she\u2019ll find herself homeless.<\/p>\n
She sees no escape now whatever she tries.
Questions circle like crows. It\u2019s hopeless.<\/p>\n
Her mind batters air like an imprisoned fly.
In ten days\u2019 time, that\u2019s it \u2013 homeless.<\/p>\n
Has heaven gone deaf? Will the winds lift her cry?
Questions circle like crows till she\u2019s hopeless.<\/p>\n
She makes a cocoon in her duvet and sighs.
In ten days\u2019 time she\u2019ll find herself homeless.
Questions circle like crows till she\u2019s hopeless.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"