monstering
our splintered selves
always on the cusp of
something terrible
waiting for us to enter
waiting to enter us
inside/outside/inside
did you feed them?
suddenly we are washed meat
and the dress is clean
Jane Ayres re-discovered poetry studying for a part-time Creative Writing MA at the University of Kent, which she completed in 2019 at the age of 57. Her first collection edible was published by Beir Bua Press in July 2022. Website: janeayreswriter.wordpress.com Twitter: @workingwords50