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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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 Happiness or something like itHappiness or something like it by Abigail George
Pain. There was pain in remembering the past, but also surrender, also in the sweetness of the letting go. Take the pain away. Replace it with a loving mother and father. She is looking into his eyes, he is holding her hand. They are in love. M
 Mirrors Mirrors by Abigail George
 Dawid Dawid by Abigail George
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 Dear Reader, this is for my slave ancestry gone foreverDear Reader, this is for my slave ancestry gone forever by Abigail George
I think of you often. I think of you standing in the kitchen baking, the aroma of a freshly-baked something, or you hiding behind your bangs, your horse-hair in a ponytail, or I think of you losing all conviction and hope, I think of your relea
 A glimpse of stockingA glimpse of stocking by Abigail George
 The most beautiful thing I can make is this haikuThe most beautiful thing I can make is this haiku by Abigail George
(for my mother, sister, brother, and father)Air. Heir can’t be cured –I’m bee farmer caught stealing.Hospitality.
 Please sweetheartPlease sweetheart by Abigail George
Judith smiled across at Thomas. She didn’t say anything when he stroked her thigh up and down in the car. Up and down. Up and down. Until she felt an internal bliss rising up within her. At first, she felt afraid of this sensation. She ha
 The Most Popular Hills Known In This CountyThe Most Popular Hills Known In This County by Abigail George
Why does life have to hurt so much. Why do people tell each other that they love you, when they don\'t. Why do grown ups tell each other they\'ll love you forever when they don\'t. The sa
 A swimmer's life under waterA swimmer's life under water by Abigail George
There’s an accident-prone toddler in the house. My brother’s son. Will he have more children,I wonder to myself as I make tea. Watchin
 Slow hands finding the car keysSlow hands finding the car keys by Abigail George
(for dad)        The subtle signs of
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