Aponia by Louise Mather
- Dust
- Jan 16, 2021
- 1 min read
Aponia
When you have already discovered that you are different and the mirror is just another mask. You look at strangers under the grey world, their sense of aponia; to fathom how they hold everything in or if they have anything that needs to be held, if you could
offer it to them, with a pastel notion - a braid of aura from the crack in the woods.
Louise Mather is a writer and poet from Northern England. You can find her on Twitter @lm2020uk and her work/upcoming work in Fly on the Wall Press, Streetcake Magazine, The Cabinet of Heed, Versification, Crow & Cross Keys and Idle Ink. She is currently writing about places, rituals and endometriosis.
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