Confectionery Clutching the oil of peppermintand green food colouringI run up the road to my friend’s house –her Mum puts two stoolsnext to the table so we are tall enough to sievea flurry of icing sugarstraight on to the formica with the addition of waterit turns as glossyas a rink without blades giddy with the scentwe…
Tag: writing
ONE POEM – Emma Wells
a cheeping beak breaks forth
scenting balmy air:
swirls of hyacinths waft
in warm, hour-less days –
POETRY & ART – Katie Hourigan
Blood orange, the pith and peel of it,
sluicing into nails and the cuts
I hadn’t known were there.
POETRY & ART – Amber Rollinson
I try bleaching the sun
using liquid soda crystals
but the sky turns yellow too
TWO POEMS – Patrick Landy
the slow inflections of the wind
where rivers run like scars.
The moon hangs quietly
in the blackened air, halved and emptied, decaying since dusk
ONE POEM – Ava Patel
Here lie abandoned gyro crusts and Bundt cake crumbs.
Your fingers shine with olive oil grease
ONE POEM – J. Freeborn
I dreamed of teeth
cracking teeth walnut
shells my cheek
hot on your back
FLASH FICTION – Lizzie Holden
The water is so clear, the sunlight snakes across the rocks on the seabed, I can see the relaxed mottled skin of her arms below the ripples of surface, her arms leisurely open and close like silky breath.
TWO POEMS – DS Maolalai
waking
at midnight
to piss
on the sand dunes
and the sky overhead
like a badly
scratched frying pan.
ONE POEM – Nóra Blascsók
In an ideal world
the washing machine
is a portal to clean linen
dishes lean back like sun
loungers by the sink
ONE POEM – Nicola Maclean
Zones one to three have become a long-distance relationship.
Underground, Hades and his sardine dead
reach their eleventh hour
FLASH FICTION – Kirsty Crawford
I sway and I spin, I smile. Sometimes even in perfect moments, you begin to feel the cold creep in.
