Lewis Buxton A good husband always has a zombie plancricket bats and local army reserve units,bottle neck points and axe throwing workshops,supermarkets, shopping cities, radio transmitters.A good husband will have thought of it all.He’ll have his outfit sorted: walking bootsand a warm coat that still allows scything movementswith the arms for successful decapitation.He’ll have done … Continue reading Plan

            Caspar Bryant with lines from Michelle Visage’s autobiography, The Diva Rules Everyone can help you Here’s how my quiet mind looks I dreamed of watermelons and halter tops Hot-oil wrestling rings I wore my leopard prints to work every day  You know now that I don’t believe in regret I dialled dead end after dead end … Continue reading Diva Rules

            after Shlomo Laufer and shut her eyes.She shut the sketchbook and snapped the elastic band round it.She shut the paintbox and put it in the drawer and shut the drawer.She shut her brushes in the pedal-bin. She shut the card the children made spelling both names wrong.She shut the fridge the oven the washing machine the … Continue reading When she came back she leaned against the door

            Vasiliki Albedo Lavender blooms thin,  its stems balletic in the vase. Every day I bless my cats. May they be healthy and happy and safe. Another earthquake could upset the city and its strays. I was twelve when the big one hit Athens and all I could think   was Sparky trembling by the cracked pane. My mother was delivering my brother and about to forever split town.Yesterday chopping … Continue reading On hearing the seismologist say there could be an 8.5R earthquake near Athens

            David Adger In April she’d ruffle through freckled pink stalks and skirts of poisonous green for just the right one.We weren’t to touch the bone-handled knife she used to cut through a thousand sour shreds in one crisp shoot. On the scarred formica of older Aprils, she’d divide the stem, in three parts, and unlid a bowl of casting sugar and lacy glass. We’d stir the fat … Continue reading Rhubarb

            Kari Pindoria the colour yellow will die tomorrow so we squeeze a yolk in the pan for the last time, before breakfast becomes silent. don’t lemons always look the best in still life paintings? how they carry the boldnessof a child on monkey bars in the park. we will never get another season of spring or the simpsons and daisies will hollow out in … Continue reading Yellow