rescue soft fruit from the pavement
make it sing, turn earth to marmalade
dream a hundred teeth roll down the road
catch a new light in the window, chase the smoke
watch the moon wreak havoc in the fields
practice dying in the bushes, on the roads,
make them news & agonise over the lines
allegedly, these women, sources say, they lost
their lives, these women, what they did
at night, the shadow of a sun, a motorway
the car door opens and a man, always
a man and 1,425 women
their voices echo
down the alleys
we avoid
Yanita Georgieva (she/her) is a Bulgarian journalist raised in Beirut, Lebanon. She is an MA candidate in Poetry at Royal Holloway University and lives in London with her cat, Eugene. You can find her work in Hobart, Alien, HAD, and elsewhere - and you can follow her on @georgievayani.