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Nichola Smith

Updated: Tue, 5 Jun 2012 03:55 pm

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Biography

I am currently studying a degree in Creative Writing at the University of Bolton. I live in Little Lever with my two children Axel and Amelia and my furry daughter Maddie.

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The Pomegranate Bite - Nichola Smith We both lay down: mud stuck to my t shirt like black tar. He whispered in my ear ‘I want you,treacle.’ I looked at the stones, the green moss creeping over them like furry caterpillars. The mill my mother worked in stood in the distance like a Northern BuckinghamPalace, guilt and shame engulfed me, stacked inside like a Jenga puzzle. Afterwards we left the woodlands. Climbed the steps that were old And broken like digestive biscuits. Twigs were brittle and snappy beneath my worn out trainers. That night I didn’t kiss my Wham poster. I didn’t practice open mouth kissing at the top of my arm. I looked in the mirror and traced my finger around the pomegranate bite on my neck.

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Nichola Smith

Tue 5th Jun 2012 16:00

Thank you both for your warm welcome and kind comments!

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Ann Foxglove

Tue 5th Jun 2012 09:06

Hi Nichola - a very warm welcome to WOL. Hope to see more of your work on here. Feedback from others is often useful and on the blogs is where you'll likely find it. Good luck with your studies! :)

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Mon 4th Jun 2012 21:10

Welcome, Nichola. I loved your poem - it bristled with startling imagery. Great stuff and hope you'll post more in your blog here.

Christian

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