Hello! Just a quick reminder that tomorrow is the deadline for all submissions for Issue 21! Okay, now that that’s out of the way we can move on to our Editor Feature! This week we’re featuring Kirsten Cordingley, our Copy Editor. She is currently working on her BA in English (so not surprisingly, reading a good book is one of her favourite pastimes). Here are two poems by Kirsten!
A decrepit spine
of aging paper,
filled with lines
of squirming eels
along white skin
and yellow curves,
eating hors d’oeuvres
of flowery words.
holds their cases
and orders them by
their names and faces,
so reaching fingers
and curious eyes
can find their insight in
quotes and rhymes.
Little mugs with coffee and wasted crumbs,
Slow lilt of music and the echoing hum
Of soliloquies aimed outwards
Into the spicy space of caffeine fumes,
And burning toast with little room
To move our legs or fingertips,
But closely knit and brightly lit,
We spend our days with coffee cakes,
Creating symposiums in the air,
And we decorate with enticing stares,
Despite the bitterness on our tongues,
We stay to hide amongst the sugar lumps,
And sweet honey drops that stick to our elbows
That keep us there amidst the constant hellos.