Poetry | Autumnal

Autumnal

Through the


scattered streets


of autumn’s


ephemera


I am split-open like


winter



Wading through the


season’s


confettied afterbirth,


cocooned


in the caress of


cold

Pieces of me lost in the


spaces


of you


and the variegations of


twilight amidst this rubble and


wonder


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We have a new author - please welcome Ben to the team! Ben resides in one of our accommodation models and has been with us for about 7 months. This is his debut article for ACP, and he will be focusing on reviewing films and local cafes, as well as dabbling in some poetry. Happy reading!

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