Cravings I don’t wear a watch in hospital. I count time by meals. A nurse hands me a Milky Way bar after ECT. I hold it in my lap; look …
The Lumen Seed (Judith Crispin)
The Lumen Seed opens onto an apocalyptic scene. A hardwood mulga tree, reaching for the sky, holds a placard: “The Lord’s Return is Near”. In Coober Pedy, a curved handmade …
Trees Without Passports (Mark O’Flynn)
Between two palm trees thick with starlings the horizon flattens the waves beneath the sea’s heavy rag. Here before we were, the ocean runs downhill from the perpendicular of one …
Transcarpathia (Nathanael O’Reilly)
I. We spent a summer late last century in the former USSR at the confluence of the Tiza and Rika rivers living in a Transcarpathian valley with the mafia the …
Perhaps the Adventure (Les Wicks)
or maybe just the thrushes, their pecks. Paris, 1940. Les Boches have lined up our Gauloises & shot them. Plus the internet hasn’t even been invented. Klaus thinks Feminism is …
The Picketer (Justin Lowe)
I am told there’s been trouble at the plant. they tell me this with that strange mixture of fear and relish so characteristic of the beaten. I am at a …
Lucilia Cuprina — an Ode (SB Wright)
first beat of spring careening down chimney full bore into wall, window pane, again again. daylight moth snared by sun – carry on in vain til spent; flaring, failing filament …
manifest (Melinda Smith)
If you must make me, draw me forth through that needle’s eye have a care for this raw skin what abrades it, how it may be sliced and sutured I …
Irradiate Me (Bruce Saunders)
(edited by Tim Heffernan & Alise Blayney) 20:20 My world is controlled By numbers I see them everywhere Like some numerologist Or lost mathematician Descartes with his planar thought I’m …
Forecast (Jamie Alcock)
I am under the silence of a silent migraine yet before me are seas of blessed days. click. In the future eagles nest in cardboard boxes and women …