Here’s a poem from Samantha Jane. Please, enjoy.
we smoke cigarettes
cigarettes
on my porch
saying nothing
inhaling some
blue and white,
greyed out
romance pretend
our poison won’t
volatile combine
ashes animate ashes
killing us
sometimes abuse
fuses love round
around children’s
rosy death averted
ashes animate ashes
fall and all reduces us to two, one
lust on my porch
PIEFOLK 