Poetry

 

I just liked
the way his stomach depressed under my fingertips,
how
his skin was soft and warm
when I touched it,
like mounds of ash.
I wish I’d kissed him with less urgency.

 - Indigo

My Brother Got Battered (But We're Not Supposed To Talk About It)

Silence is for convenience, for fear -- for us, not them.

Published in Awakenings Issue 7: Here, There, and Everywhere, 2018.

Peace

They should have peace … But not at the risk of disordering our own.

Published in Through the Cracks, ed. Lisa Nelson, (Middlesbrough: Ek Zuban) 2016.

Caveman

Palaeolithic man.

Published in Seedling, ed. Bethany Chester, 2018.

Gnawing

Guilt, depression, life: it all eats at you.

Published in Through the Cracks, ed. Lisa Nelson, (Middlesbrough: Ek Zuban) 2016.

Millennial Pink (Undergrad Indigo)

We were pressured and cold, not wanting to admit to looking for warmth.

Published as 'Millennial Pink, Undergrad Indigo', in Panoplyzine, ed. Jeff Santosuosso, 2018.

August '13

We thought tragedy could force back together what was broken.

Published in Through the Cracks, ed. Lisa Nelson, (Middlesbrough: Ek Zuban) 2016.

Peace beat its wings against the bars
and cried for freedom .
Don’t let it out,
it will fly around our room and make a mess of it
If we destroy the cages then it will be free.
So we crushed the cage
and mourned the broken mess inside.

 - Peace

Artwork by Fancy Fox

They say that when you die

all the malevolent wretched things

crawl inside

and work on tearing delicate tissues.

I say it's no different

to being alive.

 - Gnawing

© 2019 Laura Maria Grierson

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