Home is a collection of things
/ It is a hand-crafted alibi to prove
/ You danced, wore,
/ read, wrote, breathed…
Author: Zoe Jane Patterson
Heart, Star, Winky Face
What your top 3 emojis say about you / Pin them like a name-tag and / WELCOME …
Strayed: A Sonnet
Tethered she snarled, the girl gone lupine / Refused the food he offered through her cage. / Strips of a crime; sweet hare meat soaked in brine / Slaughtered that morning at too young an age…
A School for Little Witches
“What a little witch.”
Esther overheard it, passed like a note from her third-grade teacher to the fourth-grade teacher, and she knew that they were talking about her. Both adults glanced at her, and let their guilty eyes slide sideways when they saw her watching them…
Tender
Swathed in cherry fabric and saffron sands / Al Ain, that green stitch to cradle / You and I dragged sleepily from …
The Face That Flew
You see, it all started with the invention of the front-facing camera. Without that he would’ve been just fine, but Vanity had come to rest in the small circle of an iPhone 8+ (silver, he wasn’t a rose-gold kind of guy). Vanity, with her flashing bright eyes, pink cheeks and breathy whispers …
Sylvia and Ted
They met in the dark, drunk /
He touched her and she bit his /
Cheek so hard he left the room / With blood streaming …
Finder’s Keepers
A corkboard cutout full of tacks / A body outline in chalk, still warm / The Blacktop Rules include …
No Time For Talking
Cheap vodka slosh and greedy hands / A glass ship bottle with a label / In a language I can’t read …
Curdling
I can hear my heartbeat on the pillow tonight / Curdling in my ear / Trying to hop its way across …
Muskoka
The road moves like a silver fish / Towing us along. / It dips and curves, silent salivation …
You Grew Up
My uncle took a swing at him / That flinchy puppy I barely know / Called cousin– something …
Lackadaisical Girl
A scoop grazed across an ice cream jug / A girl dragging herself / From sleep / Chocolate foxes cackle …
For Sabina
Her true artistry was her life / so light; it was / A series of rest stops / between each betrayal …
