Self Portrait 2 by Lotte Mitchell Reford



Self portrait 2


Bent coat hanger,

old apple gone a little soft,

shade of lipstick: Ragin’ Rasin

broken and jammed

back together again.

Shade of lipstick: Pearl,

cap on still, waiting

for an open mouth.




Lotte Mitchell Reford




Lotte Mitchell Reford is a London-based poet, writer and editor, writing about art, gender and fucking via Glasgow and Virginia. She has previously had work published in, among other places, The Moth, SPAM, Poetry Birmingham, Copper Nickel and Lighthouse. Her first chapbook, and we were so far from the sea of course the hermit crabs were dead is upcoming from Broken Sleep Books.

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