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erasure poem: In liminal spaces/ I speak to the unimaginable./ Words falter,/ I return to silence

Taken from Crack Magazine November 2021.

If you like this, I have three erasures in the upcoming issue of Neon Magazine. Massive thanks to them. You can pre-order the issue here.

I also have a small shivery poem alongside some brilliant poets in the Black Bough Poetry anthology Christmas & Winter - Volume 2. Again, huge thanks to the editor for taking the poem in. You can find that here.

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