Cyril by Erica Penfold

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Cyril Teeth! Glaring under the camera lights, The navy threads announcing A suit that will dig up A buried hope in a Country that hugs us tightly. We love hugs. Who doesn’t love a hug? His beleaguered...

Eye-Lid by Erica Penfold

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Tracing the contour and flicking up at the edges. Stabbing your finger in the paint pot and rubbing over the lines you made. Taking the pale beige sponge, caked with yesterday’s finger paint; Smearing over cheeks until...