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The Alchemy of Moss by Louise Mather

The Alchemy of Moss

All day, I could tell you about fortune,

each door burnt at the edge,

the molten wings of creatures

where the road cracked,

crescents, droplets, spores –

the teacup with the blue vines,

the fleck in the lip

I wait to tether

felled trees, debris, syrup –

the alchemy of moss

I fold them into a globe, watch

the wolf turn his eyes,

how to rip through dusk –

you take the words

from my palm.

Louise Mather is a writer from Northern England and founding editor of Acropolis Journal. A finalist in the Streetcake Poetry Prize and Nominated Best of the Net 2021, her work is published in various print and online literary journals. Her debut pamphlet ‘The Dredging of Rituals’ is out with Alien Buddha Press, 2021. She writes about ancestry, rituals, endometriosis, fatigue and mental health. Twitter @lm2020uk


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