self-timer Subject matter: self, at a teetering age. Self, in skinny furs, enamel brooch slipping off sagging blouse, an avalanche. Self asks self, are you okay. There is no need to be. Harnessed clutch of hair, trailing over shoulder as a bundled animal. Self is ruptured open by the cold. Confused lambs die in the… Continue reading Katie Winny
Author: Katie Winny
(Auckland, NZ) is studying Film & Media Studies and English at the University of Auckland. She reads between the lines.
Katie Winny
melaleuca in the estuary there are nymphet girls, slim-bodied, with doe limbs and navy swimsuits that cross over on their fauny backs. they’re gliding on the insistence of the tide, facedown in the water, snorkel masks suckered to their cheeks. and they drift into my ankles, and they startle unselfconsciously. I remember to remember them,… Continue reading Katie Winny