Human Hands
Beaten beautiful.
These clouds, this sky -
light still filters through,
anger made blush
by ichor bruising.
Fingers of smog
wrapping round
our windpipe.
Pressing down hard.
Beaten beautiful.
These clouds, this sky -
light still filters through,
anger made blush
by ichor bruising.
Fingers of smog
wrapping round
our windpipe.
Pressing down hard.
Poppy Jopson is a first year student studying human geography. This is her first time publicly sharing her poetry (but hopefully won’t be the last)!