Today’s choice

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Kay Feneley

 

 

 

Office Workers Against Sewage

Some days I must immerse myself in the waters
These days are more than others

Monday 09.06 – a sewage overflow has activated

Some days on the shore silence as we change
snuggle mugs, pass biscuits around

Tuesday 15.01- a sewage overflow has activated

Some days the choppiness is fun
we bounce along together

Wednesday 11:17 – a sewage overflow has activated

These days should make me buoyant
give purpose, community, bread

Thursday 17.47 – a sewage overflow has activated

Some days the mist disguises, I float
undisturbed by particulates of shit

Friday 12:52 – a sewage overflow has activated

Some days the smell lingers, stomach turns
mid-morning start to shiver

Sunday 23.59 – a sewage overflow has activated

Some days I dread going in
These days are more than others

 

Kay Feneley lives and writes in London, mostly as a civil servant but also poetry making sense of life as a disabled, neurodiverse woman.  She was shortlisted in the Bridport Poetry Prize and publication includes Black Iris and Wildfire Words.

Sarah Boyd

He’s a house of cards, a delicately balanced pyramid
held together by hearing aids and dusty bifocals and
wobbling dentures and ageing pacemaker and
shirt with three buttons missing in action and

Samantha Carr

You became obsessed with nucleated red blood cells when you peeked through an
aperture window at your liquid, viscous nature. You became obsessed with maps

Helen Akers

we’re trying to construct a frame for this
‘highly reactive impulsive emotion’
the nurse is looking into it   

Jenny Robb

By the light of a wolf moon,
my father turns mad.
Anne whispers to a girl in the wind,
and a friend blows into my life.