Ruth Stacey

  Mental Health Animals Between us your depression and my anxiety; such slippery things to articulate – yet I try. You, a creature sat curled into himself, naked, muscled, not a weak man but a hare-man. Arms folded, long ears and face drooped: blocking out...

Stuart Charlesworth

      But During the Medicine Round A tablet missed the medicine pot and skittered across the clinic room floor. I picked it up, rolled it between my fingers. It was not a gelatine pod or a chalky pill. Thin, leathery roots hung from its bottom. Two...

Andrew McDonnell

      Me, Me, Me Sometimes I feel like a stranger in the town called Me. I enter a bar and all the other me fall silent. The barman is familiar, he reminds me of me when I was younger. “Shandy” I say and he shakes his head without speaking. “It’s funny”...

Sarya Wu

      Palindrome Existence Sometimes when I feel alone, So I find a clean bus stop to stand by and wait, Perhaps the bus will remind me Of where to go Maybe it’s fate- I contemplate. Maybe it’s fate- Of where to go Perhaps I’ll know if...

Anthony Wilson

    The Future My children think they know you as they prepare statements to gain entry into the next of what you have in store. They return each night with requests for homework and parties which bulge in their bags indistinguishably. Perhaps you look on...