Read: Today’s made-up word



Daisy Johnson



My heart rabbits in my chest and 

black blunt blemishes polka on the stairs. 

Breath spools from me.

My fogbound feet,

my grey eyes,

my hair of damp and mist

are left behind 

with all of me.

And then,

I am, I am, I am.

Beyond the buildings

beyond the carpet of smog and brick and stone,

beyond the tidal green.


This piece of writing is featured in PEN’s e-book, The Dictionary of Made-Up Words, made in partnership with the European Commission Representation in the United Kingdom. Read the whole book!




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