Naomi Wood
Escape Your birth will be a catastrophic ripeningThe price to belong to yourself will be theAntiques handed down to you-The lullabies of late night callsAnd all the excuses you made in order not to risk it. The counterfeit papers for…
Marion Panizzon
Blue-eyed girl My attention span is as short as a post-covid intercourseMy longing impossibly spans over two chairs and I draw it out for as long as it takes to sum up the courage to caress her breast I put…
Ian C Smith
Canal Compendium Driving to my canal walk I see a party of parked cars, a garage sale, holiday board games on my list. A young couple moving to Queensland for work. Spotting a demurely coquettish teapot plus the happenstance of…
Kathryn de Leon
OLDEST MEMORY It’s as if I were born this moment. My creation: Early morning, first lightshines on my motherin the living room.She prepares our new houseas the house prepares me. No existence before, only nothingnesslike white noisereplaced by a sudden…
Massimo Fantuzzi
THE CONVERSION OF THE LATE LESTER ELDRITCH (Lost one love in the dust outside Jerusalem.) Driven out about this scorching wind, glossy tear. Silk the plungewe decant and succumb – slippery, and for acreage a flounder; crisp of chiffon the…
Chris Johnson
Six poems by Angela Kirby: The Scarlet Lavatory, The Answer, Life Actually, All Change, Our Gracie and Mates.
Daniel Pounds
OPENING GAMBITS 1. After his death his body received the standard postmodern examination. 2. There was no hope for her: she truly believed that Dalston was the centre of the universe. 3. Giant, odious toadstalls had been found in a…
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Angela Kirby
Six poems by Angela Kirby: The Scarlet Lavatory, The Answer, Life Actually, All Change, Our Gracie and Mates.
