My Life as a by Jonathan Coward

my life as a 

bricks fall on our heads        as revelations
like i forgot you then remembered more than i forgot

an unquenchable thirst  of one whole year
in polarity   somewhere offshore/onshore

and scrawled over    a fresh white sheet
are the voices of friends from an overcast day
in june

each too generous for words
          or something to that effect

JONATHAN COWARD co-edits Thing Power, a pamphlet micropublishing project for non-anthropocentric and environmental texts. His poems have appeared in Adjacent Pineapple and Glasgow Review of Books.


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