The Painter

Photocopied trees circle me,
And I feel as though I am being painted,
As though a far away brush has brought us all into existence–

Then a child runs too carelessly,
falls on their face,
And the painting is slightly torn.

Published by PM

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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