by fennadmin | Apr 2, 2018 | Artists, Claudia Treacher, Poets
I delve Into it Salt tang lips I lick them under the moon Casting its rippling silver And toss droplets of light over my back Into the black Endless bliss Swallowing expanse Lingering In hushed tones And trailing fingers In swirling prayer That Cut Short. Two burning...
by fennadmin | Apr 2, 2018 | Artists, Claudia Treacher, Poets
I said to you: “I want to fold inside you Push aside your liver Nestle amongst your intestinal tract Curved under your sternum My feet tucked against your pelvis With my head resting sideways On your fluttering diaphragm So that it ululates against my cheek I want to...
by fennadmin | Apr 2, 2018 | Artists, Elena Bianco, Poets
These days I explode all over the ones I love An Italian wood burning fire stove sourdough hand rolled mess Fresh and spread, for the satisfaction of the tip of a tongue and sleepless nights rolling around in bed. These days I catch myself writing for my unborn...
by fennadmin | Apr 2, 2018 | Artists, Elena Bianco, Poets
Our eyes admitted the day With a sigh. We had too much to dream last night.
by fennadmin | Apr 2, 2018 | Artists, Elena Bianco, Poets
It was X’s birthday And I was hurting. Dear morning spit spitter I see you, and your blue eyes A freezing burn Scalding of the skin. Spit spit spitter Better a slap or a kick Than the spit That flew out of your face and down My neck Hot spit like spice Crashing in...
by fennadmin | Mar 31, 2018 | Artists, Kat Sinclair, Poets
Not having written in a while the hand pants “it hurts to make you heard” so in Winter I reduce their hours; let them sleep in; moisturise and refrain from biting at the skin around my nailbeds. I wear gloves. Spirit level barred there is no way of making sure the...
