A version of this piece first appeared on Trampset In April, the reality of the pandemic fades into the background as my family deals with our own internal crisis. The house is in Kemsing, a southern English village in the Kent countryside. It is nestled on the slopes of the North Downs, a range of…
Category: 21st century
My Unsung Sheroes – Susan Moon
Just a spoonful satisfyingly sears on the way down, tickling all the microvilli on its magic school bus trip through the body. A taste so tangy, a flavor so fearless. Anything but diluted, the way I’d always told myself to be.
ONE POEM – Jhilam Chattaraj
Cubed potatoes, sliced onions—their oil bath
followed by a tender sauna.
ONE POEM – Imogen Osborne
We return to find
the magnolia still
bruising itself into blossom.
SHORT STORY – Annie Dobson
Compulsory heterosexuality rots the brain, has rotted my brain. I just wanted to undo, unlive it.
ONE POEM – Bradley David
Then to discover we both go
first for that old chipped blue soup bowl
Is that love?
The Piano Man – Frances Green
That night that the piano man and I first slept together was the night we discovered the pleasure of talking aloud about murder.
ONE POEM – Denisa Vítová
I spilled pinot noir on the bed sheet
and said I was a virgin.
In Time I Find Strength, in Time I Get Caught in the Memories of Food – Hamnah Khan
In Time I Find Strength, in Time I Get Caught in the Memories of Food There had been a time when I had been told that if I had to go through the most important events in my life I would remember only a mere hour of them, all of them painfully squished against each…
ONE POEM – Lucy Holme
Unlike a jellyfish, she has a brain but doubts her instinct for survival.
swoop siren, dive under.
ART: ALL IS ONE – Camila Curiel
We are bound to nature, worms and dirt, we come from earth, and to earth we will return.
ONE POEM – David Linklater
The train leans through
the Highland line, Inverness
to Fearn, wheat either side.
This carriage bows for you.
Porridge 