Ezra Miles

      Empire   The river has called for you. You step onto the light of day as you climb out from a granite tunnel carved from the mantle. The water has formed small grey pools in your feet and it soaks you. A pale spider is hanging from a hollow...

Rebecca Sandeman

    Epoch And I can’t can’t do the 7:45 wetness on the bathroom floor anymore I step in it And my socks are sad on the way to work. Conduit Road is more miserable having items which weep unexpectedly. I’m sorry that I break once every 28 days. It’s an...

Caleb Femi

    Rose of Jericho I am waiting for water; do not blame my Father though he made me a curling spine of dried roots. In a home not built for foliage he did his fatherly duty to pass on only what is necessary to survive. The night I thought I became a man he...

Peter Watkins

    The pursuit of the absolute It emerges then disappears again; it come and goes; it’s there and then elusively it slips away again. Fuck it. FUCK IT! It is impossible you say, head in hands. It cannot be done. Nothing is ever finished, you’d need a...