Tag: Creative Writing

ONE POEM – Susan G. Byron

It’s these questions I have. (An astral whodunnit: a whydreamit).

ONE POEM – Atma Frans

They’re small animals
wriggling to get out

Just let us touch the crust, they say
feel it crackle

ONE POEM – Satya Bosman

I know it’s over when I picture the train carriage
it’s an old-fashioned carriage with burgundy velvet seats
a little room in my memory.

ONE POEM – Finlay Worallo

You are sun-skinned, but my half
of the planet is tumbling into the dark.

ONE POEM – J.M.Summers

It is an old superstition.
The mirror, and the room
dark behind it but for the
flickering of a few fading
candles.

COMFORT FOODS // Cooke’s Pie & Mash Shop – Jonella Vidal

My memories can be quantified in cups of tea,
and meat pies filled perfectly, slumped against
a mountain of mash

ONE POEM – Jonny Rodgers

Like thirst – a need to quench, slake, state:
first hearse, first coffin and pallbearing.

TWO POEMS – Vanessa Napolitano

I become great at darts, a phenomenon
on dart circuits, earning enough from darts
to pay for lobster rolls

TWO POEMS – Hana Wilde

maybe they look down
at their bodies as they left them

in neat rows, heads of wheat
crackling green and gold

FICTION | Summer Buzz 1960 – Anne Irwin

She arms herself with the metal pipe of the Electrolux
with the precision of a marksman

ONE POEM – Steven Brisendine

(coffee, pastry,
food-words,
unfettered time)

TWO POEMS – Elliot Ruff

Words words words black as a cat. 
I just saw you in the periphery of 
Manet’s Olympia — or maybe Cézanne’s