Gopal Lahiri

      Pink Flame My father stitched an evening with current ripples spill over rocks and shadows gather at the corner, Something sweet he whispered, repeated in present tense, joy he folded with care and never used it. He hung his favourite portrait on...

Paul Loney

BIG BLISS i was standing very still my mind on the mundane when a bee hit me smashed right into my chest oh! immediately i got a burst of bush fragrance musk & sweet & slightly eucalypt & delicate & wild sense jumped off the sprocket / turned inside...

Mai Ishikawa

    Taxi I took shelter under a tree, where you also sheltered. You looked at me awkwardly, as if to say Excuse me before shaking your feathers – a tiny droplet landed on my cheek. Suspended, we held each other responsible for the silence. We listened to the...

Lue Mac

Roses Sad how things expire before you work out what they mean. Like earlier I was noticing the rose petals on the path, all damp and slick, and thinking how I will never be truly happy for a thousand uncontested reasons. But now, things are clearing up. I look at the...

Alice O’Malley-Woods

For the Peregrines of Offham Chalk Pit The quarry holds your eyrie like a grateful palm. You – indelicate gobber all gape and gum-pink circled in the beach white like a mouth stuck in wonder. O spit-shrieker coming back for yourself, tearing fur so diligently,...