Author Archives: chloeroselilly

This disembodied self Was I always empty and waiting to be filled? With your milk cries and more cries and mam mama won’t shut your eyes cries A blunt heel taunts the inside of my ribcage And you never stop your pink finger prodding, pinching, punishing A scream has aged long in the basement ofContinue reading “Surrender”

My mother and I shared a kiss only once. It was the cold middle of my eighteenth year and I was in love. I had spent a week sleepless, my clammy fingers clutching the edge of my green floral quilt as my heart raced and I counted down the hours until I could see himContinue reading “Incest”

Did I breathe you in? The salt spray of your bones, The gust that blew you over the frosted caps.   You fell from my hands: Grey, eggshell and sediment, And I felt the absence of you in that fierce opening between my collarbones.   I fell into the bitter blue And tried to feelContinue reading “Mother of my Mother”