Hush

Two am passion
is
a stranger
in the night
that I learn
to embrace

submerged in the
foreign darkness
of morning
before light

we are Hester’s lovers
tangled in
individual anguish

drawn closer
to morning

we are Hester’s lovers
entwined in
shallow breath

smoke
that still signals
long after
fire.

Collage by Hannah Gartside

Two poems by Rafael SW

1.

How not to be a man

Wear your jumpers as pants, even privately.
Worse still, wear your girlfriend’s clothes,
any of your girlfriend’s clothes, no excuses.