Read: MigrationTim Loveday

Photograph of the writer Tim Loveday.

  Migration   seasonal  migration has lost  its language. birds commence reverse  flight. head for land that does not exist.    island holds breath,  throws up sick.  human limbs made tides rogue whip.  birds circle, cry.  swansong  is choking  sob.   our talk is famous.    when lunged  with death  you were brick. a witness […]

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