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Jayant Kashyap
Winter’s (love) sequence—
We are in the bath, your hands
around my back, mine around yours—
everything covered in a fog.
*
The hills white under snow,
you somewhat warm in a cardigan, corduroy,
boots pressing upon the cold earth.
Jayant Kashyap, after having published two pamphlets, including Unaccomplished Cities (Ghost City Press, 2020), and a zine, Water (Skear Zines, 2021), is now working on a couple of longer collections about people, places and being in love. giantketchup.wordpress.com @jaydkash
Millie Godwin
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Conny Borgelioen
Conny Borgelioen lives in a seaside town in Belgium, where she works part-time in a social grocery. Her poetry has appeared in Feral Journal, the Emma Press Anthology of Illness and Atelier of Healing: poetry about trauma and recovery by Squircle Line...
Chen-ou Liu
sky, sea and sand ... in light and palm shadow old dog and me * a face in the care home window sliver of moon * obituaries circled in his week-old newspaper ... deep winter * dipping in the mountain lake me and spring moon * thunder-leaden sky a...