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About fiercemissc

Twenty-something Geordie girl living and working in Hong Kong. Young, free and single and making the most of it.

Punchbag

I am thinking of funding my own private study into the percentages of women who, after being sexually assaulted take up martial arts.  Every time the bones in my ankles twinge and protest from their times spent in unfamiliar places … Continue reading

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Your Face is Not Enough 

A long time ago My mother told me someone  Will fall in love with your mind,  and not the way you look. I was Struck dumb by the second Part as if, in a sweeping cruel caress she had – … Continue reading

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Nineteen

Nineteen He is golden-haired unaware of his own strength lisping, deep-voiced and beautiful. He brought out in me both mother and lover, counsellor last night fingers wrapped around a cigarette, he looked at me – no, around me avoiding my … Continue reading

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Make Believe Dog

I want a dog. My colleague asked “what kind of dog?” and I said  any dog. The dog’s shape is not important, what’s important is that he is a warm, breathing idea. When my chest constricts with anxiety and the … Continue reading

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2016

The whole world’s free falling, lurching into crisis but he smothers all my sisters talk With talk and talk of Isis. I don’t like this – this silence of a female mouthpiece I can barely breathe my voice is now … Continue reading

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The Broken Ships

Two ships were visible against the wet horizon. He anchorless, she rudderless drifting in a sea of eloquent sadness so vast it seemed colourless.  One ship succumbed to the greyness pouring into her galley, water leaking  through portholes pecked by … Continue reading

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Baggage

About me: I go away on holiday Independently And Emotionally all the shit I carry with me always with me always weighing down so inconveniently Is left behind, like the water bottles they ban on the way to planes.  Firm-voiced … Continue reading

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