Edward Lee’s poetry, short stories, non-fiction and photography have been published in magazines in Ireland, England and America, including The Stinging Fly, Skylight 47, Acumen and Smiths Knoll. His debut poetry collection “Playing Poohsticks On Ha’Penny Bridge” was published in 2010. He is currently working towards a second collection.
He also makes musical noise under the names Ayahuasca Collective, Lewis Milne, Orson Carroll, Blinded Architect, Lego Figures Fighting, and Pale Blond Boy.
His blog/website can be found at https://edwardmlee.wordpress.com
Her jewellery seemed to hold her together, its jangling a music she could walk to, though it only jangled when she moved. She is hard to see amongst it all. Harder to know too, for anyone willing to attempt to know her without it, which they never would, all that glitter and shine her armour, protecting her from the silence of the world, protecting her from the silence of herself.
It's lonely here, among the crowds gathered to hear words they don't understand, yet still nod agreement to, liking how those words sound coming out of the clown they carried on their shoulders to the glass soapbox that hasn't been cleaned in years, its stains like bruises upon delicate skin.
We dig in the dirt and worship what we find, yet ignore ourselves, though we are born of the same earth and equally worthy of the same worship we bestow upon the perceived beauty we find in the dirt, our hands cleaned before we touch it again.
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