All this time,

we were the moths.

In pants and socks.

Shirts on the

bedroom floor.

One day they will

make a film about us.


candles, baking tarts.

We have

danced around the dust.

And so

I have loved you,

dawn through


quivering wings rising in



                 peach and


Luís Costa (he/they) is, among many things, an anxious queer poet living in London who enjoys writing about relationships and desire. Longlisted for the 2022 Out-Spoken Prize for Poetry and a finalist of the Write Bloody UK competition, his recent work can be found in Visual Verse and Stone of Madness. Luís holds a PhD from Goldsmiths, University of London, and enjoys Baroque music, numbers and wine. He tweets @captainiberia.