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Emma Barnes

Emma Barnes (Pākehā, they/them) lives in Aro Valley, Te Whanganui a Tara | Wellington, Aotearoa | New Zealand. Their poetry has been published in journals including Landfall, Turbine | Kapohau, Cordite and Best New Zealand Poems (2008, 2010, 2021). They performed in Show Ponies in 2022 and 2023. They are the author of the poetry collections I Am in Bed with You (2021) and IF WE KNEW HOW TO WE WOULD (2025) as well as co-editor with Chris Tse of Out Here: An Anthology of Takatāpui and LGBTQIA+ Writers from Aotearoa (2021). They work in tech and spend a lot of time picking up heavy things and putting them back down again.

Triptych

The recipe They will tell you that there are things alone, things gone, things wearing shirts that would have been ugly in the 90s. They will tell you. They might tell you. They will say something, likely mostly nothing. But …

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I am a man

“Here she is” they say of my body. I lifted my breasts into my clothing this morning. I say. I am a man for all weathers. A man for all withers. You said: The horse is loose. I capital I …

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Long Form Thought

You are the inside out left hand glove I slip onto my right hand in morning too dim to tell what I’m doing. You do the job. My whole body is one giant fracture as I force it to walk …

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Tangle and Snare

We’re a triangle tangle and snare. The moon is to our left and we are a wreck on the shore of modern depictions of love. In the harbor you say that you’re on one ship, or on another cruise or …

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Sigourney Weaver Helps Me Out of Some Feelings (Not Pants)

Sometimes when I consider the inside of my brain it seems like it must be honeycomb not flesh. Or the symmetrical petals of a complex flower. Sigourney Weaver always looks like she wants to tell me to go run around …

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