I wonder what it would feel like to jump Out of this moving vehicle. To just keep rolling As the train disappears, just the smell of it left behind Like gin mixed with sulfuric acid. And I, Still spinning furiously, a tumbling gymnast Balled up into the forest. Muddied limbs — batons Punching the earth on my descent — I would land somewhere ditch-like Astray in a chasm, Looking up through chinks in the trees. Amber light would darken, and with it I would go deeper within the earth. — CHARLOTTE COSGROVE
Charlotte Cosgrove is a poet and English Lecturer from Liverpool, England. Her work has been published in numerous journals and anthologies in print and online. She is the founding Editor of Rough Diamond Poetry Journal. Charlotte’s first poetry book “Silent Violence with Petals” will be published later in the year with Kelsay Books.