Z
Z
Z
It used to be one of my favourite letters
No more
Z for Zelensky
Z on a Russian tank
How I hate this war
Z for Zebra crossing
Knocking Zs
The meaningless repetition
Everything feels extreme
Black Or White
Red or Green
Alive or Dead
Upside down
Z
Z
Z
The grave of uncertainty
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*The letter “Z” is to be pronounced Zed not Zee.
Poem in March 2022*
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