She undresses
in a sure but shy way.
It pleases me to watch
while she twists about
in her modesty.
“Creep,” she says,
through a smile
thrown over her shoulder.
She shrouds her skin,
but her eyes stay naked.
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Nic
Nic Addenbrooke is a freelance writer, editor, content creator, radio broadcaster, part-time poet and sometimes artist. Nic has been coming to terms with existence for years. He currently lives and works in Brisbane where he struggles to turn the cacophony of voices in his head into things of substance. It doesn’t always work but occasionally produces a nice veneer of sanity.
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