grass cradles feet and softens each tired step as the trees bend over to whisper and push this body forward
Author: Elancharan இளஞ்சேரன்
Elancharan Gunasekaran is a multidisciplinary artist and poet. He has a strange love for all things poetical and Sci-Fi. A winner of the Montblanc X Esquire Six-word Story prize 2017. His latest publications are Superatomicluminal (Hesterglock Press), Gods of the Gonzo (Analog Submission Press) and The Cosmosnaut Manifesto (UndergroundBooks).
the autumn moon counts nights not identities: you are loved
unhurried and gentle humming as the frail body gets into the rhythm of holiday chores
autumn after the rain grey walls give way to the smell of secrets
bodies travelling ancient war trenches smell of earthen dirt and unfinished blessings
the way the autumn mist settles in the fields and in our bones without apology
like sentient ink through enchanted borders of fae and human realms dark dreams and magic leak
granting the autumn moon safe passage the river watches as she floats down gently
from things that shed scales i learned love
the bog witch reassures us: identity my love changes with the seasons
elancharan gunasekaran 