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I’m not depressed – Conscience Fiction
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Poetry by Ilva Pieterse. I’m not depressed. Published by Ilva Pieterse. On 3 November, 2011. I am not depressed. Out of style and over-dressed. At second-best, I’m overrated. An old birthday balloon. Out of breath, somewhat bated). I hum my jingles out of tune. Like a song without sound. Mourning a muted meltdown. I’m at the point of no concern. For my inability to yearn. I am –. The past, the future. The cries, and the laughter. I remain –. The purple rain, the midnight train. The virgin and the whore.
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child – Conscience Fiction
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Poetry by Ilva Pieterse. If I could recreate reality. Published by Ilva Pieterse. On 9 March, 2015. If I could recreate reality. I’d soften the finality. Of your forced farewell. I’d make it so. That I can peel. Your every kiss-shaped memory. And keep them in a tin. So that when I miss. Against my cheek or chin. I’d simply take them out. And let them kiss themselves. Onto my skin again. If I could recreate reality. I’d lessen the enormity. Of my endless emptiness. I’d sew a song. Into the you-shaped hole.
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Poetry – Conscience Fiction
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Poetry by Ilva Pieterse. Published by Ilva Pieterse. On 25 March, 2016. Have tumbled into each other. In a breathless mess. Spoken and felt in decibels of dreaming. I’m trying not to drown. In the sea of abstract nouns. That language has yet to put words to. Let me speak to you in the voice of my skin. The language I am written in. My body is a book that can only be read by your hands. And only your heart can understand. If I could recreate reality. Published by Ilva Pieterse. On 9 March, 2015. 8220;Aim ...
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competition – Conscience Fiction
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Poetry by Ilva Pieterse. Up in Arms (Winning competition entry). Published by Ilva Pieterse. On 10 February, 2009. It’s never quiet anymore. Clamour has become the norm. The screaming, the crying, the sound of skin slapping skin, bone connecting with bone. The symphony of pain. A piano crescendo fortissimo! There is no strength behind this noise. Only pain and hopelessness. Continue reading Up in Arms (Winning competition entry).
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Short stories – Conscience Fiction
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Poetry by Ilva Pieterse. Published by Ilva Pieterse. On 8 March, 2009. I found her sitting motionless. Like a rock in the wind. I didn’t look forward to seeing her again. But I went to her because I knew she was suffering. I also knew only I could alleviate it, albeit temporarily. Getting to her was like walking though a maze. But I could always smell their skin for kilometers. Continue reading Adam’s rib. Up in Arms (Winning competition entry). Published by Ilva Pieterse. On 10 February, 2009.
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Phenomenal reader support – Conscience Fiction
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Poetry by Ilva Pieterse. Published by Ilva Pieterse. On 9 March, 2012. Since posting ‘I’m not depressed’ on 3 November last year, the poem has received over 20 500 views. Reaching so many people and touching many of their lives has been a true inspiration for me. I want to sincerely thank all you readers for taking the time to read my stuff and for all your generous comments. It is this kind of feedback that makes a writer’s work worthwhile! Keep writing, keep doing. I wrote a poem for you.
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Stars/scars – Conscience Fiction
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Poetry by Ilva Pieterse. Published by Ilva Pieterse. On 28 April, 2012. I am waiting for the stars to lead me. Away from this late night double-feature. But I just can’t get these scars to leave me. Our time was too short. For me to realise. That a five-star last resort. Was all I was to you. I should have been the wiser. I should have seen the womaniser. In time to stop myself from. Building you inside me. I fell in love with the beauty in the bridges. And the richness of the ridges. Connecting you to me.
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If I could recreate reality – Conscience Fiction
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Poetry by Ilva Pieterse. If I could recreate reality. Published by Ilva Pieterse. On 9 March, 2015. If I could recreate reality. I’d soften the finality. Of your forced farewell. I’d make it so. That I can peel. Your every kiss-shaped memory. And keep them in a tin. So that when I miss. Against my cheek or chin. I’d simply take them out. And let them kiss themselves. Onto my skin again. If I could recreate reality. I’d lessen the enormity. Of my endless emptiness. I’d sew a song. Into the you-shaped hole.
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