Fourteen Mistakes ‘You never reach any truth without making fourteen mistakes’ Razumikhin, drunk in Crime and Punishment How we learned to create a thunderclap in a lab with dust and mirrors How we designed a clap to blast away every echo How we moved to new cities and wrote our addresses in loose font on … Continue reading Two poems by Alice Miller
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Two poems by Christina Thatcher
Etching Even now she says the family moved because of me: my plump young needs, the better schools. I had to learn to read. She left Palisades the year they started selling horse meat in the cafeteria. I would have made the honor roll, she says, if it weren’t for that, and if I hadn’t … Continue reading Two poems by Christina Thatcher
Two poems by Khairani Barokka
medusozoa, neuropathic pain in kalimantan, a lake so inland in exile that jellyfish there have no sense of sting; divers swim at ease, brushing legs against ghosts. evolving out of our sense of poisoning tentacles is possibility; breathe this. the world is dying, yet holds both my enduring corpus and animals whose limbs have wept … Continue reading Two poems by Khairani Barokka
‘Changing Room’ by Rebecca Parfitt
At the photo-automat, I exchanged 24 selves for 24 frames. It started with a beret, then sunglasses, then I thought, what-the-hell, and started shedding. At the Saigon Street cafe I sat on someone else’s table and peeled the skin off a summer roll. Inside an abandoned margarine factory in Kreuzberg I pondered the face of … Continue reading ‘Changing Room’ by Rebecca Parfitt
‘Bloom’ by Harry Giles
Oh God, for you the feral beauty of punching a fascist in the face. For you the bruise as unfolding orgasm, the humiliation as scented whips. If when you watch you want to cum, that's OK, God: touch yourself! With your hand, God. Vow to learn to land that touch with the merciless precision … Continue reading ‘Bloom’ by Harry Giles
Two Poems by Marc Brightside
Still Wait for 2 a.m. and count to three. Listen for the waveform pulse, a dripping tap, bodies curdling metallic juices. Take a shot. Imagine thunder, jazzmen pounding, horseshoes running into drum kits, every ripple flicking beads away from skin. Wait until it slows. Allow the image to kaleidoscope: steam trains chugging, ancient metronomes, … Continue reading Two Poems by Marc Brightside
Two poems by Romalyn Ante
Destined On their last holiday, they sat on a reed mat laid with local delicacies: a bowl of somtam, a plate of tilapia, cups of khaw, mud-dark, fish-pickle sauce, and a basket of freshly-picked greens from his auntie’s garden. This is how we roll in the province, no need for table or chairs. No need … Continue reading Two poems by Romalyn Ante
‘The One in Which…’ by Marvin Thompson
The One in Which… 2. The one in which I contemplate The Handmaid’s Tale TV series whilst exiting the cinema’s Art Deco doors In pick-n-mix dispensers, fudge shines like the 30-year-old scar on my knee. To reach an anthology with Rikki-Tikki-Tavi and Anansi, I tiptoed on a wooden box and wobbled. My slip was bloody. … Continue reading ‘The One in Which…’ by Marvin Thompson
Two poems by Ben Bransfield
Dorothy Gale The weather man loves clouds and has wanted to be cirrus since he could coil the garden hose without a hand from his mother. Worried by his hours at their barometer, she’d cook her son a storm from tins, give him the lion’s share to munch for brain and heart. Faggots and mash. … Continue reading Two poems by Ben Bransfield
Two poems by Cynthia Miller
The last hour on the flight deck Shirt too tight, a splotch of mustard (Hokkein noodles? egg salad?) from lunch eaten somewhere over the Arctic, steady heartbeat of lights blinking circadian rhythms. Already his body is waking up when it shouldn’t be, sun pulling at him from the other side of the world. Tray tables … Continue reading Two poems by Cynthia Miller
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