Abbie Walker shares her bonfire night poem, ‘Tissue Paper Flames’.
Blood trickles to my cheeks, flashing ruby, soaking across a pale surface. The throbbing vehicle behind my ribs deafens me and I redden further as the sound fills my ears, as I’m sure it does his. Breath fails me- my lungs quiver in frantic intakes of panic desperation. Words fall away to the most basic […]
Inky darkness ebbed and creeped, Black and cold and deeply steeped, In auburn fire of Sun’s rebirth, Pale moon above the ebony Earth. Leaves twist and writhe upon the ground, Taken from the tree, they found, The wind to be their greatest foe, Torment is torn with every blow. With Autumn comes a masquerade, A […]