Erica Hesketh
1.
Fresh peach; we worship
her nose as it lifts to meet
our pinching fingers.
2.
The rumbling trains.
Our slumbering neighborhood
underneath a mackerel sky.
3.
My mind is racing.
What if all the world’s mothers
rose up at once…
4.
White narcissus;
at night we scroll through pictures
on our phones and weep.
5.
Rain on our window.
Rain on our baby’s window
through the monitor.
6.
Waking from a dream.
A flock of bright kingfishers
in a sleeping bag.
Erica Hesketh’s poems have appeared in The North, Ink Sweat & Tears, harana poetry and The Friday Poem among others. She placed second in the 2022 Winchester Poetry Prize, and was commended in the 2023 Magma Poetry Competition (Editors’ Prize).
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