Factory Floor
I remember the scraps
of silk you’d bring home for me treasure
magpied from the factory floor
plucked
from frantic gaps
between pedals and feet
scavenged slithers of slippery lightly grasped
tucked into the pouch
of your navy pinnie as if
you were lining a nest
knowing these scraps would keep me warm
while you were gone as I’d collage them
onto a page with white glue in the shape of your
absence
Emma Filtness is a poet and lecturer in Creative Writing at Brunel University London. Her poems recently featured in visual poetry exhibitions with Poem Atlas and Mellom Press. Emma finds inspiration in nature and the (dark) feminine, writes much of late about her childhood hometown, migration and work, makes zines and particularly enjoys exploring found and visual poetics. Twitter: Emma L Filtness (@em_filtness) / Twitter Instagram: @cultofflora
Banner Art: Mother’s Nest, a Mixed Media Collage by M.S. Evans. Tweets: M.S. Evans (@SeaNettleInk) / Twitter
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