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No fear

Katie Roberts

Bottled mind,


To my own sweet air.

I hear the

White python hiss,

See its

Pink eyes swell.

The threat is there

But my body is vacant

As an abandoned home,

Strewn with

Love notes

Like half-dead doves.


Catherine Roberts is a new mum powered by black coffee and illuminated by a laptop at night when she finds the time to write. Catherine holds a first-class BA Hons degree in Creative Writing from the University of Portsmouth. She has had several articles published by hyper-local news website She can be found on Twitter under the handle: @CRobertsWriter

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