Anna Maria Mickiewicz

      The Hidden Once they were hidden Forest covered the fear Drowned out the silence… Darkness stood on the way home The clock of the heart was beating in seconds Dash up there quickly, spread the arms Hair will fall down gently 

Hidden from...

Peter Daniels

      Moments of Vision The ultrafuturistic train glides in, and the station crystallises round it, sparkling marble and sky blue daylight. We glide out, the track beneath us imperceptibly smooth. England is becoming Tuscany by stealth. The cities...

Carole Bromley

      The Day his Father Left He had to write about yesterday. How could he, given what had happened? And how was it possible to write about anything else? His classmates’ pens were already moving, writing about the ordinary. His pen was still. He...

Niall M Oliver

      Straight off the bat Straight off the bat, I reckon you know better words than me. Big juicy ones bathing in the pool of your tongue. Show- stoppers on each fingertip, pointing me towards the nearest dictionary. I’d say you keep a few...

Miles Salter

    Profuse    I have nothing to say about what happened. It’s been dealtwith. I’ve issued my apologies. Things didn’t turn out like I wanted: it was an accident, of course it was; the fish was being handled well. Esme gave me the money for the herring,...