baby – A Poem by Julie Hogg


for you


can’t lie like me

a woman with a snide

i came here every night

dumbed and biddable in

stripped body and wine to

this invisible workplace where i

never reposed:

do you live in a life?

how it beats at your throat? shaking –

honey? wish it never waked? jokes at your

expense? sarcastically derogatory, flings

insomniatic arms around your neck?

it goes like this, sometimes

(if you want to know)

but now, i sleep

like a


Author commentary:

This work explores contracts, not even a labour of love but solely labour, at an invisible workplace of home. For this lady, there has been no rest.


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