Katie Proctor's third collection dives into the spectrum of human emotion using their emotive and painful creative voice.

A Desire for Disaster

In their sophomore collection, Katie Proctor writes dreamily of love in an exploration of queer identity and relationships.

HELICOPTER HONEY

Katie Proctor's three time award-nominated debut collection recounts experiences of first love, self-discovery and growth.

Seasons

It began when the world ran dry, translucent limbs scraping mummified rocks under chloroform moons, beached Darwinism and salted tails. I drank ammonia like chamomile, bleached my lungs slowly, turned them in my hands as I watched them bruise, bubble

Lotus Fever

i.
at fourteen i taste an apple slice, vanilla sunshine flesh, see it damp and inexplicably neon on
my tongue, and when i wake i pick strawberry seeds from my teeth, little dreams in my mouth.
i forget how it feels to hear, deafened by fantasy, paint

CRUSH(ed)

i.

i met god yesterday, she was wearing leg warmers and i saw stars in her eyes. she bought me
a drink, peach tea and cloudberry cake, and asked me if i believed in anything holy.

I Met God Yesterday, She Was Wearing Leg Warmers

I look at my wrists and
their fluorescent veins that bloom like borderlines on a tissue
paper map, a long poem with a tenancy agreement stapled to
my skin. I love you, I think. It unravels, an emergency cord. I hear
it clatter on the tiles in...

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