Master Puppeteer

A Poem

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I know strength as a plaything,
something to be toyed with.
I know strength as an estranged neighbour,
awaiting contact.

I know strength as my enemy,
bringing me pain to survive the war on itself.

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Courtenay S. Gray

Courtenay S. Gray

Courtenay S. Gray is a writer from the North of England. You’ll find her work in an array of journals such as A Thin Slice of Anxiety, Hobart Pulp, and more.

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