That night that the piano man and I first slept together was the night we discovered the pleasure of talking aloud about murder.
Category: Creative Writing
ONE POEM – Denisa Vítová
I spilled pinot noir on the bed sheet
and said I was a virgin.
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.
TWO POEMS – Al McClimens
‘She named the major constellations
while I gawked at them and reached out to touch.’
COMFORT FOODS // TWO POEMS – Daniele Nunziata
I’ve tried planting potatoes since you left,
but they never grow the way they did for you.
ONE POEM – Bronwen Wilson
I imagine turning into
a flamingo, likes the ones
on my onesie that I’m dying
to wear.
ONE POEM – Cai Draper
i was scared to make this poem /
treat them right / they never
came close to meeting in life
ONE POEM – Anna Seidel
We are looking for names,
that a laughing god
could call us by.
ONE POEM – Iona May
When did writing
become such a warm meeting place?
COMFORT FOODS // Koláčky —Carolyn Janecek
I was born in the eye of a koláček––
my jelly center plucked from the trees
in my grandparents’ backyard
