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Poetry: "The Tide Comes in Flat" by Wendy Allen

I turn the blue estuary ruby

as you watch me

from your writing shed

the water is peony up close

a mix of blood clots like jelly fish

and semen crests, red edged

I heat the water on impact

which sets the blood permanently

on the inside of my thighs

you wrap a wool cardigan bandage

onto the wrong part of me

with hands that don’t understand

Wendy Allen has had poems published in Brunel Writer and Re-Side and came third in the Cheltenham Poetry Festival competition 2021. Her first pamphlet will be published shortly as a Legitimate Snack from Broken Sleep.

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