Sharing some winter-themed works from past issues.
Pinecone Icicle at the Teeth of Night
by Clem Flowers.
by Clem Flowers
You open the tired door- here's a fading, frostbitten thimble of stardust rain perched in my shaking hand offered with a grin and your honey haze your gentle hand your warmth your love together we build it up into a swirling aspen bloom we nestled it alongside your ponies- another gift to keep eternal for only us two to ever know
About the author:
Clem Flowers (They/ Them) is a poet, eldritch horror, & soft-spoken southern transplant living in a mountain’s shadow in Utah. In an eternal quest to be the host in constant disbelief in an infomercial. Nb, bi, and queer as the day is long, they live in a cozy apartment with their wonderful wife & sweet calico kitty. Found on Twitter @clem_flowers.
Header photo by Kacper Szczechla on Unsplash