Trader in hungers
she grew strong
And everything that could be eaten, was eaten
She was bricks, words, skin, bread.
She was fire, milk, the road, the shade.
Her roof stretched wide across the city.
In her doorway people embraced.
The moon grew thinner and thinner
Karen Press lives in Cape Town, where she works as a freelance editor and writer. Her poetry has been published in journals and anthologies in South Africa and abroad, and she has published ten collections of poems.