Sometimes I like to compare myself to an old man.
Note how I did not say old woman – for old women have a
special quality to them
which old men do not:
you can see it if you brush away the dust,
buried inside them is a treasure
chest where
pearls of wisdom remain.
But like a cranky old man, who has known too much of the world
to carry any more of it with him,
I buried my treasure chest long ago.
But when I see my breath crystallise before my eyes
on those cold winter walks,
I carry those crystals and think
I may have some treasures left after all.
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PM is British-Indian, queer, spoken word poet, who will literally write about anything. If you’ve breathed around her, chances are you’re in a poem and she’s performed it already. Currently, she’s hosting AQ Arts London’s Instagram bi-weekly show 'Shout: Live'. If she’s not doing that, you’ll find her crying over all the anime, book and video-game characters she’s become far too invested in. You can find her debut audiobook 'From AM to PM: poems to help you through the day' on Google Play, Apple Books, Scribd & Kobo Market.
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