'these basements that taught me to breathe;
my body happening in the space between moonlight &
the leather straps wrapped round an old dyke's wrist
gender split open like a crass piata on the sticky floor'
Ciara Maguire's poems explore the bright fields and dark corners of love. They are heartbreaking, sexy and addictive.
'these basements that taught me to breathe;
my body happening in the space between moonlight &
the leather straps wrapped round an old dyke's wrist
gender split open like a crass piata on the sticky floor'
Ciara Maguire's poems explore the bright fields and dark corners of love. They are heartbreaking, sexy and addictive.