little things should never be hurried: a tiny ember clings to the last thread of wig
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).
a piece of your broken soul is saved for kindling on the first cold morning of autumn
you know it is autumn when the fires are cold to touch
soul forge: survive the hammer and remake your existence
the rain in autumn pours in waves: i slept and it’s a miracle i woke
a little country magic: an abandoned feather’s quill tip points to the nearest nest
vine and root creep tenderly upon the stillness of concrete: if I hadn’t said you wouldn’t have seen
sparrow flies low under the coffee tables: keeping it nice and cool under the radar
to the howling dog in autumn we say: let it all out love
flower for me and we will rule the grey: dismantling barbarism