Susan Castillo Street

      Witches Brooms and Winter Roses This year is nearly over. We walk arm in arm, hear the sound of sirens incessant background dirge. On our street, three cases. One next door, one across the way. Another, three doors down. No dead so far. Stubborn...

Hilary Menos

      Collation It’s Izabelle’s funeral collation so we’re driving into Gaillac wearing proper clothes. I’m driving, you are listening to some mad YouTuber who claims that water has memory because if you say nice things to one tub of water and nasty...
The Anatomy of an Art Student by Callum James

The Anatomy of an Art Student by Callum James

(click on each image to enlarge)    Callum James is a book-dealer with a specialisation in queer literature. He grew up on an island and still lives near the sea. He writes about landscape, magic and trauma. His poetry has appeared, among other places, in Magma,...

Sam Hickford

      A Willow-Tree in Hiroshima Softly & impossibly, her roots still beckon growth. It is a slow hope she is drawing. Their ends were swift – echoes in the floorboards. I am reliving it, since I am solitary. A thrawning suffocation grabs the...