#amberflora

[soracities]

Dominic Leonard, from "No Dark Pastoral", pub. amberflora [ID'd]

[pairedaeza]

So distant from my memories, my people fight, their eyes tanned by the sun, their gazes fixed on the desert encampments, the perfume of nostalgia weighs down my thoughts, pain desiccates my heart, like a flower you try to keep alive despite the lack of its mother’s sap.

Souéloum Diagho trans. André Naffis-Sahely, from ‘Exile gnaws at me’. Published in amberflora.

[thebluesthour]

so bleak are things in time so gone the colour now...

Alison Graham, from “Column + Tracing”, pub. amberflora

[soracities]

She knows everything. / She sees everything. And she feels it all.

Joan Naviyuk Kane, from ‘A Few Lines With Not-Robert-Bellarmine-Attungana-Kokuluk’, pub. amberflora

[soracities]

Nowadays, I am colorless. My hair, undone by wind. My temples, frosted. I am scared to appear and go out in the night. Better to face the hanging screen and listen to the people beyond who talk and laugh.

Li Qingzhao, from ‘Endless Joy - Lantern Festival’ (trans. Wendy Chen), pub. amberflora

[soracities]

and you--you have stolen my death from me.

Anna Backman Rogers, from ‘Cecilia Turns a Circus Trick’, pub. amberflora

[soracities]

I too have become a witch [...] this seems like the only thing you can do.

Miruna Fulgeanu, from ‘Ashes: A Demonstration’, pub. amberflora

[soracities]

You could not love the bones of me / …this was written long before I got here

Anna Backman Rogers, from ‘Cecilia Turns a Circus Trick’, pub. amberflora