New flash fiction by Jac Cattaneo

The Rain That FallsI’m drenched, but she’s holding up well. The beach is jumping with splashes, more lively than the sea with its waves pulled back to a whispering line. Today she’s going to be washed away by raindrops. Identical twins they called us, Alana and...

Katherine Gallagher is dancing

DancingNothing has dulled my feel for earth,its stern gravity-pull,its cushion of dark.Neighbours in the flat belowhear my feet tappingwhile the rest of the house sleeps.When I dance in daylight, boards creak:samba, tango, waltz.I have acres and acres to dance...

Tom Kelly has private intentions

Two poems today by Tom Kelly – both come from his new collection Somewhere in Heaven published by Red Squirrel Press…Private IntentionI watch the candle gutter to a nothing.By now she’s home, he lies upstairs,coughing louder when she returns.His bed’s a...

Stef Hall is having one last sleepless night

The Last Sleepless NightTick tock the clock marks the hours wasted in trying to drift, catching sheep, fall asleep. Tick tock my mind won't let go of the things you said; you left me alone in my bed. Tick tock I creep through the house to find you sleeping curled...

Angela Readman contemplates noon

Noonon the washing linemy neighbour's brapink as hands,small cups holdingtheir begging bowlup to the sun.* Angela Readman secretly writes prose. Her poetry book Strip is now available from Salt Publishing. Her stories are in a big pile under the bed asking her to...