Sue Low : Writing

Brain Rot

Brain Rot

A Poem by Sue Low


Flies buzz and captivate the heartsof their maker. Some form of artechoes through your soul, coldenough to wrinkle your skin so oldand decaying rot sp..
Thrown Away

Thrown Away

A Poem by Sue Low


If someone were to reach out their handto meI would fall and sink into the landdead to theeWho taught the flowers to grow up towards the sun?so wild a..
NOOSEnse

NOOSEnse

A Poem by Sue Low


The sun reflected in mine eyesSo that I cannot see how I dieEach time the rain rages and poursMore of me drips down to the floorThe floors of your hea..
How Old Are You Today?

How Old Are You Today?

A Poem by Sue Low


A birthday poem