For what it’s worth
‘For what it’s worth’ is a poem penned in a frantic reflection of the intoxicating and often nauseating sensation of falling in love when you are young.
“I woke up from a very sweet—but also wildly revealing—dream with a gah in my larynx. Dreams, non-lexical utterances and brain analogies seem to be my primary modes of expression/discernment at the moment, especially when it comes to love. I’d rather just kiss them.”
Coco seeks to break the ice and find what lies beneath the surface. “I like the raw relief of the skies spit – I don’t like exhaust melting down my spine.”
Lost at Sea
Suspend yourself in the sombre waves of this sapphic poetry.
Mad Butcher’s love song
You just can’t beat the mad butcher’s meat… In this rural bodice-ripper, stone-butch shepherd seduces farmer’s-wife femme.
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Meat Lovers by Rebecca Hawkes
Pōneke-based harold coutts reviews fellow poet Rebecca Hawkes’s new collection Meat Lovers. All praise the benevolent meat and all swoon for the incandescent lovers.
Ass & Assonance
Sweat, sex, lip gloss, nectar. An assonance of want and need from Kayla Allison.
In this new poem Cadence Chung releases whispers and secrets from their homes in tucked-away tupperware, stashed deep in the back cupboard.
we saw carly rae jepsen in concert when concerts still existed and dedicated side b didn’t exist yet
Romance, West Auckland and Carly Rae Jepsen all wrapped up in a poem from kī anthony.