Sarah Fletcher
Two Poems
On the Tedium of Memory, On Rape
Onlookers
compose
her illustrated
autotome:
she is carried away,
in an ecstatic trance,
and seized,
to cleanliness.
Wading, flashing
daffodils entrance
the air.
Yes, yes,
she is there.
Memory, like a jug of evil water
When I think of my early twenties
Think first of Camberwell
Never on purpose
And six a.m.
A man
He is
Angry as milk
Slicking himself
As a single swan feather
Over full-blown fields of cocaine
Sarah Fletcher is a British-American poet who is currently researching a PhD on pain and expression at Aberystwyth University. Her work has appeared in The Poetry Review, The White Review, Poetry London and other publications. Her third pamphlet, Caviar, was released in March 2022 by Out-Spoken Press, and she is currently working on a novel. She teaches at Aberystwyth University and The Poetry School.
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