Grant Guy

      The Waitress Brought Him the Menu his wife threw him out told him he was not handsome told him he was not romantic told him he did not earn enough told him he was a bore in bed pulling the pickup out of the driveway like a thunder clap over the...

S.A. Leavesley

  S.A. Leavesley is a prize-winning poet, fiction writer and journalist. Latest poetry collections include How to Grow Matches (Against The Grain Press, 2018) and plenty-fish (Nine Arches Press, 2015). Her unpublished ‘This < > Room’ was longlisted in the...

Rachel Bower

      How to Speak of Grief I break it to her gently. He was old, I say, he had a good life, he was ready. She stares back at me, waiting for more. He won’t wake up again. She drops her sandwich and howls. Wracked with sobs, her body crumples, small...

Maryam Gatawa

      …And tell the stars Then tell the stars To take their leave too For within our breasts Shines the inward light To sail us through These fields of darkness Why wait for the gardens to Bear you sweet roses Or rent the cloaks of your hope To...

Jeri Onitskansky

      Home Grown Poem Bo’s trampled the bleeding hearts and not for purely metaphorical reasons. Squashed and pink in a mulch of pig manure, passion’s illuminated by mango martinis disguised as garden lighting. Among bluebells, a fern unfurls like a...