Poetry
Spin Cycle, Cowley
Some desert John, locust-boned, / leans in the doorway, / / chamber-eyed laundrette / behind, chewing over / / the same thread husk. / He’s a coal / /...
Alterations of Every Description
Promises the sign over a tailor’s shop / but presumably sex changes, metamorphoses, translations & -figurations / / are excluded, including / having the life stabbed out of you, nothing alters...
Object #6
the centre. the image that holds. her figure. / ...
On leaving, my lover
unbraids soft neck garlic, detangles / the hairs with amateur cook precision to avoid / / flakes, crumbles. The upstairs neighbour is running / a bath for her disabled son. He...
Ruby Roses, Kiss Goodbye
You, who saved me from hardening, / let me not harden now / / but walk into the world, disarmed / yet escorted by these emissaries: / / two ruby...
Herschel Island
In my dream I am walking / on the edge / of the world. ...
Cadence
I’m writing to let you know the microwave is working again. Not because / anybody fixed it. No one here is that clever. It just started working again. We / never stopped...
A Change
At first it’s your hands, blistered, / mat studs making soft flesh / raw, your back, pulling, heaving, / splintered, like working against / a wall, and your shoulders, tight, / burning,...
If It Tumbles Down
Battling here-or-there-fatigue / in brilliant yellow darkness. / The tiniest sounds of fracture — / all eighths disappear from the Inch River. / / Tomorrow the lights go out, the bone /...