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Abigail George

Abigail George

Abigail George studied film and television production for a short while, which was followed by a brief stint as a trainee at a production house. She is a writer and poet. She has lived in Johannesburg and Port Elizabeth but she is currently living in Port Elizabeth. She has had poetry published in print and online. She has had short fiction published online. In 2005 and 2008 she was awarded grants from the National Arts Council in Johannesburg. She is not purely devoted to poetry but to pursuing writing fulltime. Storytelling for her has always been a phenomenal way of communicating and making a connection with other people.
 
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 The loverThe lover by Abigail George
 Laughter in the darkLaughter in the dark by Abigail George
 The Entrance of Humanity Into HistoryThe Entrance of Humanity Into History by Abigail George
My father, Vernon Aspara and I were vessels. Glass bodies rushing through the air. The line shifts golden. Basking in the sun, legs and hands and face turning brown in the sun. The bridge of the nose turned salmon pink. But
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 In the bedroom of the poet (novella excerpt)In the bedroom of the poet (novella excerpt) by Abigail George
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 The morning sun in the gardenThe morning sun in the garden by Abigail George
‘You have a sadness about you.’Somebody said that to me onceWhen I was young and brave.‘And sadness in one as young asYou is fri
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 The blue journeyThe blue journey by Abigail George
 The InvasionThe Invasion by Abigail George
Into the window of despair that is written all over your face. What do you know of terror? Walk towards me is all I asked.  You could not love or rather could not love me
 Mirrors Mirrors by Abigail George
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