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Remembering My Late Elder Brother Yongping While Passing Shaojia Mountain
Between presence and absence, the hillside is covered with mixed trees. Green leaves haven't concealed the brown and half-damp earth. ...

Ma Yongbo
Feb 161 min read


Mammogram
I undress to the waist, armpits free of deodorant at the form’s request. Guiding me to the machine, she places my left breast on a...

Lorraine Carey
Jan 181 min read


The Shirt
for Claes Fifteen years ago, you used to joke about that shirt you’d had forever, black washed out to faded grey, big bold checks,...

Benedicta Norell
Dec 19, 20241 min read


Butterscotch
I was hidden under a dense blanket Harris Tweed hessian, maybe centre stage and feuding with my own suffering I was tightly bound I was...

Kirsty Crawford
Dec 18, 20242 min read


Day 3
Old-man spindly-legged spiders occupy the house stringing cobwebbed bunting from corner to corner of every room. Leaves shrivel and drop...

Brigid Johnson
Oct 9, 20241 min read


Try to Forget | Not starving
Try Not To Forget my radiator hissed and it sputtered and it released a garbled coppery smell that reminded me of my dead grandad's...

Leigh Doughty
Jul 18, 20241 min read


Album Of The Year
I pulled a gun on my record player, started making demands. “Make me feel everything that I want to feel, and none of the things that I...

Nathaniel Mauro
Jun 4, 20241 min read


These are the moments I think of you
the spaces in between time, pockets of atoms, shadows of seconds that fill up the half pauses. That catch in the throat, the motes of...

EM Davis
May 31, 20241 min read


Much Ado About Nothing In Normandy
A quirky and evocative poem from Aaron Lembo.

Aaron Lembo
Apr 17, 20241 min read


Event Horizon
The seams unpicks itself in a slow, methodical unravelling. We take it in turns to tug at loose threads. We have this hook you see: the...

EM Davis
Mar 21, 20241 min read


Day and Night at 3 am
After “the eclipse” by Craig Kucia A snake made of constellations coils around a dark hole. This witness to a dying star gives a gentle...

Cindy Rinne
Mar 13, 20241 min read


The Redcoats are coming
My mother and I like to sit and play the I-ching, She content with her life, we ask about the two men in mine. One of them is second...

Satya Bosman
Mar 7, 20241 min read


In | I grow
In In the tree, through the bush, I see prey, let's go whoosh. In the garden, through the hedge, there's a worm, let's go squirm. Benji B...

Benji & Sidney
Feb 28, 20241 min read


Ice Fishing
January: We were never on thin ice fishing; it was Indiana winter. We wore the gloom and cool on our faces, lake pale blue and hard, the...

R.E. Ray
Feb 13, 20241 min read


Closed On Mondays
Grey hairs flow like spilt diesel in the rain Weaving through the flames of autumn Thinning out like the dying leaves Clogging up the...

Gary Bunting
Jan 22, 20241 min read


Yellow Balloon
On Friday the sun filled a yellow balloon you were holding till it glowed like a beacon. I wanted to take a photo so you walked ahead and...

Vanessa Napolitano
Jan 5, 20241 min read


Let the Flowers negotiate peace
Tread-like rain pierces a gold soil. Cells triple twitching and jagged. A violent spitting and splitting of sap all done in silence, in...

Richard Aubade
Dec 13, 20231 min read


I Arrived on a Castle
I stand by Dinas Bran Castle see the horizon fez onto this earth. Jackdaws blow each other out of a field. A kestrel full-stops. I look...

Gareth Culshaw
Nov 29, 20231 min read


Childhood
As a child, Summer held me like a spell. Pollen suspended above my head; Dust from another world, frozen in time. Above, there were...

Stephanie Macmillan
Nov 8, 20231 min read


Picking apples
You let me go as high and as far as fast as I liked Each apple I reached was a triumph. We shook the tree so hard and laughed as we...

Sue Moon
Oct 22, 20231 min read
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