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Cluster index: Kitty Hawkins

Cocoon.

And Two More Poems. By KITTY HAWKINS. ◊ Cocoon othing has changed in eight hours except it’s dark and I’m writing. The sea is in my cave-mouth, dew webbing around me. When drowning, I’ve learned people experience ecstasy and an elevated temperature. Dates between diary entries reach like tendrils. My parents are doing more old […]

Kingfishers and cobblestones.

And five more new poems. By KITTY HAWKINS. • KINGFISHERS AND COBBLESTONES ON ERLEIGH Road the pavement shifts: beach at the edge of the world where compact sand imitates fish scales after the tide clocks off. Thanks to confident poet friends I’m including mulch in this one. Thanks to recommendations I use cathartic effectively. We’re […]