to prevent accidental death

by Zoe Davis

I bathe these tired bones in rice

it will take the worst of me to

drain soul to higher function

baptise brow with single grain

all I have left this scrap I wrote 

four letters claimed and placed 

inside a necklace, name myself twice

collared introspection

look, if you squint 

you can see me                 

here.

Zoe Davis is an emerging writer from Sheffield, England. A quality engineer in advanced manufacturing by day, she spends her evenings and weekends writing poetry and prose, and especially enjoys exploring the interaction between the fantastical and the mundane. You can follow her on X @MeanerHarker.