No Mail TodayNo mail today, maybe tomorrow
maybe tomorrow the wind will carry you
and the amethyst ring on your finger
will make everything feel right.
poetry
free verse
speculative
Lily Inskip-Shesnicky
she/they
Multimedia artist focused on poetry and film, currently pursuing an undergraduate degree in film studies. Previously published in The Northern Appeal, The Charlatan, Soliloquies, People Department, Potpourri, orangepeel, flo, and In/Words.
Ottawa, Canada
Selected work (13 publications)
things i've seen at 6:15 (am and pm)A mysterious path through the forest that should lead to nowhere, but something made it change its mind. Secret puddles in the earth, wooden chair alone, naked birch at a crossroads.
poetry
nature
prose poetry
suburbiaThe ghost of squirrels with half tails dangling off power lines; even in death anxiety rises like steam off their flayed insides. Bright pink mixed with gravel mixed with marks from tire treads.
poetry
prose poetry
mirrorWe drip in the wall
keep tenets awake
let our hair grow long
so we might caress it as we bathe
in the dark
in the silence
it’s like touching yourself
for the first time
and thinking—
this is me—
only to be swallowed by shame.
poetry
free verse