Slice

A slice of you, in two
I cannot bear the fractured play of the undying pasture of your youth.

Dependence and diplomacy are falling, ranges of tangible feelings.
Corpse bright,
corpse light – a tinge of the edge of madness.

In the flight of the moon,
the green tides grow, and I fade into
the night.

Copper Flavoured

Copper flavoured beetroot,
ground born and tattered in the wind,
fly-by fresh natives coagulate in June.

Fortuitous flatlands carry their seeds,
the wine tastes like butter – forgone and foreseen.

Flagellation feeds into the corners of the mind,
hung dry and fostered into congenital species.

The fires burn in times where mob rules,
seize the flowers of hell, bonded in glitter
and soaked in blood.

Katie Doherty is an editor, curator and writer based in London. She founded the Black Flowers Arts Journal in 2020 and has worked in underground publishing since 2006. Her work has been published by Black Flowers Press, A Cafe in Space: The Anais Nin Literary Journal, East London Press, Tangerine Press, Paper and Ink, Resurrection Magazine, Analog Submission Press and Between Shadows Press.

Website: www.blackflowers.online

Instagram: @kissofthevelvetwhip