The Whisky Blot
Journal of Literature, Poetry, and Haiku
from the broken page you crawl forth tangled lines of hope and hurt reaching from what was to what will be the bent and battered masterpiece abandoned to the junkyard the anthem of a generation buried beneath bullet holes come my darling and remember what is beautiful soft twirls across the kitchen floor powdered kisses from an eyelash your broken heart still beats stitch it up so you can sing icy fists slam at the window the fire crackles we lock the doors come quickly now take a sip before the tea grows cold Sarah Dittmore (she/they) has spent the past decade traveling the world and writing stories of the people and places she encounters along the way. As a queer, neurodivergent writer, Sarah is passionate about literature that accurately showcases often underrepresented or misrepresented voices. Read more of her work at www.sarahdittmore.com. Comments are closed.
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