Leanne Neill is a company director, domestic goddess, mother of three, and a self-confessed composer of words. She has twenty-three years of experience in public libraries and local government. In May 2016, she started her poetry inspired Facebook page: LUST for WORDS. She lives in Melbourne, Australia BROKEN Tracing your scars with my fingers, healing them with my lips. Nurturing your confused belly, with my soul food of compassion. Our words and bodies entwine; a secret language only we translate, my breath the only reason you take another; against your will. We became infinite, my glue only temporary. You are still broken. © Leanne Neill LUST for WORDS APOLOGY TO MY CHILDREN Forgive me child. I swear it felt safe when I made that decision; years ago, in the name of selfish validation. God damn, procreation. It was before the planes hit, bombs blasted, innocent blood shed, and we watched hatred live; hands and knees folding as it plays out, over and over…. © Leanne Neill LUST for WORDS
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