POETRY

stocktaking during venlafaxine discontinuation

 
head: there is a layer of air pressing upwards between brain and skull, like if you apple cored my temples i would deflate a little mind: holds canyons; i dream there are birds nesting in the hedging; a tally going up really fast eyes: dour cow eyes, the kind that look up through lashes; i see granules dissolve in my coffee and am reminded that whitebait are many species ears: when i typed i’m so in lobe with you; hearing the one leaf in the wind on the driveway; i dig a capsule hotel in the white noise and fall asleep within it mouth: a flatbed truck; a slap; there is a warning in the mass death of eels teeth: not suitcases; bared like aegis chest: the quietest panic attack happens when my heart is a small dog; the bk coffee machine is cleaning itself and the screen that usually plays music videos is just a list of files on a grey background nipples: hard bits of gravel, the type that gets shunted in between your boot gills and becomes part of the process belly: full of proposals and kitchens legs: rosehips, perhaps, descending; i am always blushing a path covered in pebbles feet: the grays river grass moth females don’t fly; i remember walking concrete through that expanse of car dealerships

 

Lily Holloway is a queer 21-year old English and Ancient History student. You can find her most recent work in Midway Journal and Shanghai Poetry Lab. She is this year’s recipient of the Shimon Weinroth Prize in Poetry, the Kendrick Smithyman Scholarship for Poetry and second place in the Charles Brasch Young Writers’ Essay Competition. Her website is: lilyholloway.co.nz.

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