A knot to hold a tether
Hearts on heaven’s reef
Make fast and secure embrace against the heave
Break now the bonds of loneliness and drift freed
To say not no and know not
Where and how celestial tides pull
In oceans of you
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Daniel Soule once was an academic. Now he works for himself but sends invoices to universities in Britain, Ireland and Norway. Presently they still see reason to pay him. He travels… a lot. Northern Ireland is where he rests his bones for convoluted and simple reasons. He was born in England and raised in Byron’s home town, which Byron hated but Dan does not. They named every other road after Byron. As yet no roads are named after me but several children are. Dan’s work has been featured in The Incubator, Storgy, Dime Show Review and the horror magazine Devolution Z.
Photo credit: Terri Malone
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