Over the next few weeks I’ll be posting extracts from some of the new poems in the updated edition of Bone Ink released through University of Western Australia Publishing
Head to the link to pick up a copy of the collection!
I built a bonfire in his belly
and I’m burning our bones.
It’s cavernous in here, there’s no light,
no stars, no moon;
instead of wind,
the sound organs make,
the breath, the heartbeat,
rivers of blood complicating his fingers