Mykonos (Stuart Barnes)

after Sylvia Plath’s ‘Lesbos’ Friction In that block Of flats. From six A.M. you’d modernise.   I’d hammer, call you Sookie, sook. So scared to relish bareback. Designer duds rook …

Incoherence (Gemma White)

Tonight, I’m having you over for dinner. I’ll be licking the storms from your mind like chocolate. (You can thank me later). I’ll be exactly where I always am, dripping …

Drink Driving (Susan Austin)

Broken console, dusty dashboard. He pauses to belch before worming the key into the ignition. Outside the pub they stumbled into stained bucket-seat relief – escaped provocations, skins safe against …