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Ink Stained
The words you left me covered in - the crevice of my lip, that hidden place deep in the hip - are all raised and black, more ornate than the tattoo of their meaning. i am a braille of want and wanting, a calligraphy of invitations, welcome and thank you notes. ©Mercedes Dawson |
| Dawson was born in a small village called Blackrod but escaped to Manchester as soon as possible, living and breathing every inch of the city, in love with its diversity. 26 years old, she enjoys all that life can throw at her, anything creative - she's a musician by trade. She aspires to be anything she is capable of. |