“Golden Shiraz” and “You Killed My Mother”

In Poetry Issue 11 by Amy Pugsley

Golden Shiraz
Everyone here lives in the past
In a golden age of bliss
Living in our own versions of the past
Living in a version of what it all meant
Ghosts of what once was
Before the revolution
Before the loss
Before we packed our bags and left
Before, before, before
When we were all made of gold….

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