“Golden Showers” by Kit Isherwood

beneath the fountains of men I perch on knees dripping with the waste-not-want-not expelling of that golden rush down the cliff edge I become a receptacle of their flourishing streams soon to be left out to airdry their knobs tightened to a stop faucets shook of the last few drops sunshine spillage on clouded flesh I am tantalised and degraded in summer I would sit and let the heat melt my body to moisture caustic smell a cock-covered caricature of kink dick beating to the licks of the body’s own cleansing I have tasted all of the best parts of a man some of the best parts of myself have lain bare below the gods and begged for their spirits to wash over me like a monsoon

Kit Isherwood (He/him)
Kit Isherwood is a twenty-seven-year-old queer poet from Birmingham. His poetry has been published in various places, such as Verve, Young Poets Network, Ligeia, Queerlings, Fahmidan, Tealight Press, Dreich, Spelt, Acid Bath Publishing, Corporeal, en*gendered, and Muswell Press. He recently hosted the Young Poets Takeover at Verve Poetry Festival. He is currently working on his first pamphlet.