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Lorraine Carey
Jan 181 min read
Mammogram
I undress to the waist, armpits free of deodorant at the form’s request. Guiding me to the machine, she places my left breast on a...
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Benedicta Norell
Dec 19, 20241 min read
The Shirt
for Claes Fifteen years ago, you used to joke about that shirt you’d had forever, black washed out to faded grey, big bold checks,...
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Kirsty Crawford
Dec 18, 20242 min read
Butterscotch
I was hidden under a dense blanket Harris Tweed hessian, maybe centre stage and feuding with my own suffering I was tightly bound I was...
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Brigid Johnson
Oct 9, 20241 min read
Day 3
Old-man spindly-legged spiders occupy the house stringing cobwebbed bunting from corner to corner of every room. Leaves shrivel and drop...
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Leigh Doughty
Jul 18, 20241 min read
Try to Forget | Not starving
Try Not To Forget my radiator hissed and it sputtered and it released a garbled coppery smell that reminded me of my dead grandad's...
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Nathaniel Mauro
Jun 4, 20241 min read
Album Of The Year
I pulled a gun on my record player, started making demands. “Make me feel everything that I want to feel, and none of the things that I...
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EM Davis
May 31, 20241 min read
These are the moments I think of you
the spaces in between time, pockets of atoms, shadows of seconds that fill up the half pauses. That catch in the throat, the motes of...
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Aaron Lembo
Apr 17, 20241 min read
Much Ado About Nothing In Normandy
A quirky and evocative poem from Aaron Lembo.
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EM Davis
Mar 21, 20241 min read
Event Horizon
The seams unpicks itself in a slow, methodical unravelling. We take it in turns to tug at loose threads. We have this hook you see: the...
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Cindy Rinne
Mar 13, 20241 min read
Day and Night at 3 am
After “the eclipse” by Craig Kucia A snake made of constellations coils around a dark hole. This witness to a dying star gives a gentle...
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Satya Bosman
Mar 7, 20241 min read
The Redcoats are coming
My mother and I like to sit and play the I-ching, She content with her life, we ask about the two men in mine. One of them is second...
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Benji & Sidney
Feb 28, 20241 min read
In | I grow
In In the tree, through the bush, I see prey, let's go whoosh. In the garden, through the hedge, there's a worm, let's go squirm. Benji B...
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R.E. Ray
Feb 13, 20241 min read
Ice Fishing
January: We were never on thin ice fishing; it was Indiana winter. We wore the gloom and cool on our faces, lake pale blue and hard, the...
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Gary Bunting
Jan 22, 20241 min read
Closed On Mondays
Grey hairs flow like spilt diesel in the rain Weaving through the flames of autumn Thinning out like the dying leaves Clogging up the...
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Vanessa Napolitano
Jan 5, 20241 min read
Yellow Balloon
On Friday the sun filled a yellow balloon you were holding till it glowed like a beacon. I wanted to take a photo so you walked ahead and...
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Richard Aubade
Dec 13, 20231 min read
Let the Flowers negotiate peace
Tread-like rain pierces a gold soil. Cells triple twitching and jagged. A violent spitting and splitting of sap all done in silence, in...
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Gareth Culshaw
Nov 29, 20231 min read
I Arrived on a Castle
I stand by Dinas Bran Castle see the horizon fez onto this earth. Jackdaws blow each other out of a field. A kestrel full-stops. I look...
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Stephanie Macmillan
Nov 8, 20231 min read
Childhood
As a child, Summer held me like a spell. Pollen suspended above my head; Dust from another world, frozen in time. Above, there were...
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Sue Moon
Oct 22, 20231 min read
Picking apples
You let me go as high and as far as fast as I liked Each apple I reached was a triumph. We shook the tree so hard and laughed as we...
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Vicky Spires
Oct 5, 20231 min read
Shanks' pony
I longed to see this man Shanks' pony, Brush its mane, feel its shy oaty breath Ruffle my fingertips. Be helped up, foot In hand, leg...
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