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!