by Prerana Kumar | Apr 27, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
A Scripted Life Each day the play starts over, you making sure you’re not the protagonist, that yes, you’re listed in the credits but not under this name, or any name you might give to be scrawled on the side of a paper cup by a barista to avoid...
by Prerana Kumar | Apr 26, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Foresting Grannylou steps into the forest and a thousand Grannylous greet her. A mess of baby Grannylous roll along the forest floor, plum-cheeked and pawing at squirrel tails, giggling at twenty-something Grannylous who slot themselves into...
by Prerana Kumar | Apr 25, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Ceres in the garden You wring yourself from me a sort of ripening a size-of-fist fruit pome trailing smashed seed juice you slip from my palms, lovelike my plum pudding prismatised in the light in your soft proto-placental such brilliant viscera...
by Prerana Kumar | Apr 24, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
peter lacy you beg me to saturate you like oxygen in a hyperbaric chamber just a whiff of torso a lungful of animalic notes my bones smell smoky & powdery against yours don’t magnetise yourself I prefer you smaller than a nail...
by Prerana Kumar | Apr 23, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
When an albatross crash-lands in a dream Long ago I saw an albatross fly head-first into a dream so fast so hard it penetrated half a mile deep. Inside the crater a wreckage of feather and bone remains which over millennia became this fossilised...
by Prerana Kumar | Apr 22, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Post The days that follow, we both receive from you a letter. Jane’s was waiting in a bleary mailbox shuttered with snow, having crossed westbound while she hurried east. You couldn’t wait for spring. Mine was older, slipped with a tenner in an...
