two fingers pinched against the present that thrums through your neck morning birdsong caught in your throat the ceiling opens its refrain of tired yellow the breeze fluttering the window-latch by the curtain that lifts & falls so softly & this is life & death in its two clear movements the thump of your galloping heart tells you that each wonder- fucked second is vital you are so full of living but you may die right now right now you may die & how wonderful is that
Daniel Sluman is a 30-year-old poet and disability rights activist. He co-edited the award-winning disability anthology FTW: Poets against Atos, and was named one of Huffington Post’s Top 5 British Poets to Watch in 2015. His second collection the terrible was published by Nine Arches Press last year, and he is currently co-editing a new anthology of disability poetry, as well as preparing for a PhD at Birmingham City University in 2017. This poem was previously published by The Literateur.