her soft fingers pickpocket my brain

by Stephen Hollins

Genre: Poetry

Hollins’ poems are exquisite snapshots of love, loss, childhood, uncurled ferns and pohutukawa trees. They are at once chilling yet humorous, familiar yet absurd. They evoke an afternoon at a beachside cafe: the patrons, like his poems, seem to have been gathered from every corner of the earth, yet they feel comfortingly familiar like the voice of an old friend.