Light-eater by Claire Marsden
I sit on the bed,
watching.
Thoughts fall.
Naproxen
Codeine
Paracetamol
You took them all.
Washed them down with champagne.
A quiet,
christmas cocktail.
Then returned to bed,
and slept.
The
snow
kept
falling.
I go outside and open my mouth
to the sky.
To call. To catch.
To eat light.
Thoughts fall, it’s okay,
I can swallow them whole.
For the last twelve months Claire Marsden has enjoyed writing poetry, CNF and flash fiction, and is pleased many of her pieces have found homes, both in print and online. Nature is a central theme in much of her work and when she isn’t tramping through the woods can usually be found on twitter @occulife