Issue II: Renwick Berchild

Below is an excerpt from a poem by Renwick Berchild in Issue II: hermes (the kaleidoscope)


Tornadoes by Renwick Berchild

Not to die—be dead—but to be hot. Charged like a battery, maybe I could 

blow past my limits, slink my cooking mind around the conscious root

and know optimal form, lick a god’s thumb, worth the endless time

for a few seconds of sizzling glory.  

 

Three decades without a single shock. 

Even my strands will not grey, 

even my knees refuse to cave, 

my deliberations at banks swept away;

nothing thunders, gales never lift me, merely beat my muddied dress

 


Issue II will be released on Tuesday, 15th June

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