and the oily rainbow aura on the spirit cluster flakes off / as the treatment fades while I still alone and addicted // to new knowledge in my liquid crystal display
Author: Rebecca Hawkes
is from a farm near Methven. She writes poems about flesh industries, human beastliness, and irrepressible weeds. Rebecca’s first chapbook ‘Softcore coldsores’ was published in 2019 in AUP New Poets 5. You can find her online at her vanity mirror rebeccahawkesart.com or in publications like Starling, Sport, Scum, and Stasis. She co-edits the journal Sweet Mammalian.