JT Welsch

      Sonnet A body longing how long? to be there by 10am FedEx promise a plastic box like for recipes or receipts pouring like cake mix in the rain.     JT Welsch’s books Orchids (Salt, 2010), Hell Creek Anthology (Sidekick, 2015), and...

Tara

    Chew Toy My body, my stomach, my chest is a ball A dog runs after it and Occasionally gives it a little chew It’s that lurching feeling That sinking A mix of fluttery anxious butterflies And deep sorrow Heart races and mind is overactive All you want to...

William Bedford

      The News is in The news is in. Grey fears can go away now. These flames are black and green, the colours of disease. It isn’t true! But only because I keep my eyes closed. If I open them, the wall offers an Arctic ferment of blues, the ceiling is...

Stuart Ross

Join us for a live zoom reading from Stuart Ross and Bloodaxe poet Clare Shaw in our new occasional ‘Live from the Butchery’ series, hosted by Helen Ivory and Martin Figura from their home.  The reading will take place on Sunday 28th June, 4pm GMT, 11am...

Phil Vernon

      Fin The first bars are the seeds from which the music grows, but even the music’s surprised when it flowers; by what it knows. The first snow lands; each further flake that falls is laid on the flake before, and turns the world to white and shade:...