
Denise Riley's Say Something Back (Picador, 2016), second selection
More favourite passages: As clouds swell to damply fill gaps in mountains, so in Illness we sense, solidly, our entrails expanding to stuff That space of our innerness just feebly imagined before. * The sorrows brood inside our purplish spleens, barriers That check dark moods of sultry bile by segregating it Where it can't seep to hurt us. Anatomised emotion. from "The patient who had no insides" A moon in daylight, whitest blue on blue, surprises briefly, to appear surreal u