By Jane Ayres
a curl of cloud
a curd
a turd
potency
(im) potency
this shadow pain
the start of the loop
the right truth?
the wrong truth?
don’t eat the roses
or lick the ice
on the windscreen
a surge of neon peach
severing the vocal chords
your voice wraps me in silence
Jane Ayres is a UK-based neurodivergent writer who completed a Creative Writing MA at the University of Kent in 2019, aged 57. She is fascinated by hybrid poetry/prose experimental forms. She has work in Dissonance, Ink Drinkers Poetry, Lighthouse, Streetcake, The North, The Poetry Village, Door is a Jar, Kissing Dynamite and The Forge.
