As Rachel, As Sarah
I am leaving Lileahalong an empty farm road: ice-grabbeddairy grass, a devil smashed on the asphalt—the clean pipe of its femur hollowly becoming. Emptiness…
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Tongue With Teeth
Unnerving, the shell. Perhapsterrible, the broad, muscular foot, my legume of possibility, my knot of protein anchoredin a soup. Just a plain soup. I…
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Soul And Body
you pay and I uplift youyou live and I outlive youyou die and I defeat youin tombstones carving and carbon printingand nano-ink technology on…
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People Bring Things Home
M. carried in three ceramic mallardswrapped in his jersey, their green facesrigid and unblinkingon the shelf of his arms. They were as significant as…
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HOW TO LOVE LIKE A HORSE
after Mindy Gill’s ‘A Kind of Paradise’ What I know about desire is horseswho aren’t hungry can’t be ownedby anyone. The horse, she bows…
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The Pine Tree
Fallen cones, Lay abandoned at the base of the tree. I too lie underneath it, cocooned in blankets. Isolated, my edges sharp. The tree…
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cute trip 2 the zoo
Rebecca Hawkes’ chapbook ‘Softcore coldsores’ was published in AUP New Poets 5 to reignite the series in 2019. She co-edits the journal Sweet Mammalian and is a founding member of…
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Aubade for Larks in December
The sky waits to be cleaved like a tongue against a railing. You scratch the paper walls, wings aching for warmth. Sirens slice through…
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Tiger Balm
When I was sick my mother would rub tiger balm on my belly and let me watch Audrey Hepburn in My Fair Lady I…
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