Matt Duggan




Drop a heart into a glass
watch the glass start to expand
place a lid or plate over its circular top;

Hear the slowing beat pulsate
allow oxygen to circulate. The heart
will become an unripe cacti fresh and cold,

bulging in liquid with hairs and horns
a tenderness revealed to all.

Show us that the moon is broken
peel away the broken glass
from the light that shatters;

Place the brightness inside
where the repletion of the dark
limps like a broken smile laid to rest.

Show me the sunset not the mouth
covering the concrete owl. The heart
that lay in tenderness waits to escape.


Matt Duggan lives in Bristol with his partner Kelly and their dog Alfie, his poems have appeared or about to appear in Dodging the Rain, Eye-Flash Poetry Journal, A Restricted View from Under the Hedge, The Ghost City Review, Osiris Poetry Journal, The Journal, Ink, Sweat, and Tears, L’ Ephemere Review, Levure Litteraire, The Poetry Village, Matt has two new chapbooks available One Million Tiny Cuts (Clare Song Birds Publishing House) and A Season in Another World ( Thirty West Publishing House) His second full collection  Woodworm will be published by Hedgehog Poetry Press in Spring 2019.

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