Poetry, Strange

Remember the times when you and the artists you respected were interested in having your work published in Poetry?

 

Fuck Stuck

 

Do I fuck you or hate you?
It feels wrong in every limb
But I do it anyway
’Cause it feels right when you’re in.

 

Your generosity is perverse
And confined to your bed
The only thing you’ve given me freely
Is head.

 

– Naomi Morris, in the July/August 2015 Issue

 

White Boots, 2014, by Rachel Louise Hodgson

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