This poem is taken from Stand 223, 17(3) September - November 2019.

Flo Reynolds Poem

                the seal is not there                 then is
then anywhere               except the space
it was                + all the children in
the baby sea will soon resume
squealing + their boogieboards

i felt in               a yin      workshop
where arse over              + unsure
of either/or       the song we sang
was elbow/curlew         positing
                a synthetic music               of

an ur- or an               apocalypse for
                through the mycofascia ran
gunwhaled bevel of       catheter
rumouring               the delta wore
                boats the shape of churches
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