ecotone
you
stoop
& shell
your self
touch
in gustgasp
gentle
now
hailsharp
you brave
me
searching
listen
deep blue
lips on
ripped skin
& speak his name
he is
here
at my edge
& tears
until he is empty
take a handful
crush him
sip him
pour him
i am sea
you are daughter
he is leaving
sun
scabs
lilac
Based in Norwich, Sarah Hulme is a part-time student on the Creative Writing (Poetry) MA at University of East Anglia and a part-time remote worker in the third sector. Her previous work has appeared in Foxglove Journal and Now Then Magazine. She can be found on instagram @sarah.hulme.925.