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Candy Neubert
EXPLORE THE ISSUE 06 September 2025
issue 06 September 2025

Meanwhile, a man leaves his bed

to comfort a child who has had a bad dream.

Look, he says, carrying her to the window –

nearly morning. Shall we go downstairs?

One-handed, fills the kettle, flips it on,

his daughter pressed against his shoulder, warm.

Breakfast, clothes, brush teeth and hair,

a ride to nursery, back upstairs,

pause at the window. Empires closing down.