Angeliki Ampelogianni

  Eating figs on the bathroom floor         on marble tiles bird like I am a pin measuring drops in the toilet bowl disembogued into this locked space with depressions of earth staring at me the bathroom keeps the history of my enclosures fake windows chewing up...

A W Earl

  Doors My parents’ house became a place of closed white doors, where sound hung spare and echoes found no junk or clutter to rest themselves upon. You move quietly, in a house like that, learn side-feet, stop-breath, corner-pause, learn to turn reverberating...
M.P. Pratheesh

M.P. Pratheesh

Reading Materials We shadows of distant meteors too   M.P. Pratheesh is an Indian poet-artist. His works can be found at various places including  Modern Poetry in Translation, Portside Review, Almost island, RIC journal,  Indian Literature and elsewhere. His...
Tamsyn Challenger

Tamsyn Challenger

    Fret Soft droplets form on protrusions Floating legs in front A saline nest laps around flesh traps underneath Only a few feet are visible creeping, fogging our possibility Steam could rise from skin but here only unease is let in A mouldering of...

Ben

      The Language of Inflections When she said ‘could’, it was clearly in italics and when she said ‘one day’, the creak of glaciers shuddered around its edges. The way she said ‘yes’ was a stone dropping down a bottomless well. When he said ‘trust...