icarus breathes flight is explosive breaking sound i trim my wings tight to this body. take it circling a world. i’ll skim waves & settle grow fins a while & fly with dolphins (previously unpublished) Reuben Woolley has been published in various magazines including Tears in the Fence, The … Continue reading ‘icarus breathes’ by Reuben Woolley
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‘Churchyard’ by Sue Hubbard
Churchyard Maybe this wind knows something we don’t, daddy; a secret it hugs close and won’t share as it blows across the village churchyard and the vicar firms the edge of the freshly dug hole with her wellington boot, opens the labelled canister and tips you in. It’s the plastic Evian bottle that throws … Continue reading ‘Churchyard’ by Sue Hubbard
‘At the Station’ by Imogen Forster
At the Station For a moment, the sharp smell of roasting coffee is like tobacco, a time when the air in public places floated carcinogenic blue and men in overalls, forebears of the two who are passing me now, would give off a dark industrial reek, as if they were fume-pickled. One of them could … Continue reading ‘At the Station’ by Imogen Forster
‘Baton’ by Andrea Holland
There is something of rain to you I could say to my brother if anger was bite size and not a baton to be wielded to a plum. I want you to want an available peace, an acquittal of ire, a way out of fiery words, a little less of seizure with tongue, the way … Continue reading ‘Baton’ by Andrea Holland
‘Mrs Elizabeth Freake and Baby Mary’ by Olivia McCannon
Mrs Elizabeth Freake and Baby Mary (Anonymous artist, New England, late 17th century) The baby is looking to one side – Uncovering an early smile – at The next canvas being painted The mother attentive, but Watching the way you watch her Challenging whatever it is You think she is doing – yes, … Continue reading ‘Mrs Elizabeth Freake and Baby Mary’ by Olivia McCannon
‘The Dark Smoothness of an Old Revolver’ by Catherine Edmunds
Oh, those Audrey Hepburn sunglasses! A man should get drunk now and then out of principle, like those of us here, defeated by life, scorned by the Trouville set. I’m sorry, I seem to have momentarily mislaid my muse, and am therefore inclined towards a certain delicious depravity. It is a little dear here, … Continue reading ‘The Dark Smoothness of an Old Revolver’ by Catherine Edmunds
‘Gilgamesh at the Edge of the World’ by Jenny Lewis
Canto Ten: Gilgamesh at the Edge of the World* Crazed with grief after the death of his friend, Enkidu, Gilgamesh wanders in the wilderness until he reaches the Edge of the World where he comes across a tavern kept by the demi-goddess, Siduri. Shrouded in hoods and veils she lived alone At the sea’s edge, … Continue reading ‘Gilgamesh at the Edge of the World’ by Jenny Lewis
‘Sugar is people too’ by Adham Smart
Sugar is people too The thief is in my mouth again; he knows how to pick his marks. As I hear his footsteps on my tongue I become a hummingbird-heart of hot-fingered delight, I want him to visit me nights and rob me senseless. Even when I’m having sex I’m thinking about white crystals yawning … Continue reading ‘Sugar is people too’ by Adham Smart
Two poems by Laura McKee
rain cows do have best friends and become stressed if they are separated how do they know who their friends are really or if it’s going to rain but still they lie waiting bent at the knees (First published in Obsessed With Pipework, November 2014) A recording of Laura McKee reading 'Rain' … Continue reading Two poems by Laura McKee
‘Feathers’ by Mark Granier
Feathers She gave me an etching she’d made of a single feather, one of the short, curled ones that plump ski-jackets and pillows. I asked for it, though it may also have been a kind of parting gift to something that could never get off the ground. * Feathers found in amber … Continue reading ‘Feathers’ by Mark Granier
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