In the Middle of Analysis In the middle of the night in the middle of a shared pandemic I lay on my back not falling to pieces in the middle …
Duende (Magi Gibson)
The Girl with Eyes like Dying Stars We sit in Costa, she bristling with the blue hair of her new-found tribe, tiny woodcut dolphins dancing from her ears & LOVE …
Lost Within Myself (Mohammad Ali Maleki)
Mother, see the dust of my lonely sorrow — I need your prayers; I am drowning in my own swamp. It seems from the day I was born my fate …
Lines on Maps and Foreheads: Three Poems (Paul Mitchell)
Ode to dismantle a poetry god I saw you bathing on the roof with all your Greek myths. Medusa was my favourite – I caught her staring at your naked …
The Orchardist (Claire Miranda Roberts)
Rigid and bony like an orchard in winter— a single tree can produce forty types of fruit. We can collapse a whole orchard by injuring the tree so that twenty …
Heimlich Unheimlich (Sieglinde Karl-Spence and Hazel Smith)
(To enlarge the images, please enter full-screen mode on your device and zoom in) A Note from Author Hazel Smith These images are extracts from the latter part of …
Shut Up and We’ll Be Good to You (Koraly Dimitriadis)
Shut Up and We’ll Be Good to You Shut up and we’ll be good to you Be good and we’ll love you We’ll tell powerful people about your book But …
Courage (Maxim Bishev)
Inspired by ‘Mourn Not the Dead’ by Ralph Chaplin Grieve not the innocent who lie In cobbled cells, Awaiting execution. Grieve not the liar’s wretched conscience Which oft in moonlight …
Stop All The Clocks (Magan Magan)
Honey My mother said I looked like a boiling pot of honey the way my face broke out when she talked about Jahannam. Gentle boys ruin in the fire too …
BORDERLESS (Judith Nangala Crispin, Anne Casey, Zeina Issa)
Murder at Wave Hill Judith Nangala Crispin i. Yes, he is beautiful, the boy dancing with men, purlapa, snake story — his skin gleams oil and iron-red ochre, she watches …