A battlefield of lovers I love authority & it loves me: my slippery womb, come soon with your jovial control - it’s my choice & even my words seem spoken by my own voice. I pitch my battle from left to right & get a hot lunch - a serpent on a plate, eating its … Continue reading Two poems by Andrew F Giles
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A poem by Andrew F Giles
Astrology You’d ordered it, the sky – unpacked it at dawn, decanted the moon into your hipflask: the things we are led to believe stars grown in sleeves like flowers, signs in a scrapbook, as in science. The stratosphere arches its humpback, that much is true, yawns massively … Continue reading A poem by Andrew F Giles
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