Andrew Turner

      The wolves were not invited but they came regardless their manners were dreadful never cleaning between their claws after meals or their teeth at bedtime but they displayed a certain charm when finally agreeing to leave placing a single golden...

Karen Hodgson Pryce

      The Scholar’s Fatigue We dine in a swamp of papery ideas, cornered opinions; a spiny call for digestion. When did I first reserve a table for two? Bold and proud you stack up every day ready to chew. In bed you block the covers where another...

Ali Jones

      Archaeology When we light the fire under you, consider this; that a glowing coal, embering away, was once a tall tree, a fern, or a reed, maybe? It lived, once, a hundred million years ago, can you imagine that? Every summer, for its whole life,...

Fiona Larkin

  Lotus Garden In a shifting drift of regulars and strangers, in a passing place of daily alchemy, a cook is orchestrating a fivefold composition: a stirring of the tastebuds, a flavour carousel, a virtuoso matching of salt and sour-sweet, piquant in the top...

G David Schwarz

    Beverly Thompson  Beverly Thompson (False name, of course) Sat in a coffin thinking it a house   G David Schwarz  is the former President of “Seed House”, an on-line, interfaith community forum.  He has also  published three books –  A Jewish...