Aparted by Caroline Hardaker

I left you to slumber
in the crypt
my oh –
my dandelion oh,
with fat skulls, nightlights
and soft crackles
from shattered trashes underfoot,
as I step, all

pressed in the wet
of the earth.
Such soft mellow
carresses there were,
now I hold

grains, weighted peat, oh –
smoked down
to dust and bone, oh
all days and dusks
all alone, oh.

Caroline Hardaker lives in the north east of England. Her poetry has been featured or is forthcoming by The Stinging Fly, The Emma Press, Neon Magazine, and Shoreline of Infinity. Caroline is a poetry and drama reviewer for the Three Drops From a Cauldron e-zine, and the in-house blogger for Mud Press.


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