Ashia Mirza

      Heartbust: (Plato’s Allegory of the Cave) Someone is taking a photo at a wedding of their baby at a celebration. There’s a roar of a truck the hiss of a missile the boom of a dumb bomb. The prodigal sun casts shadows in your cave of someone taking...

Phil Vernon

      Something (almost) understood Firle Beacon, South Downs These hills that look towards both weald and waves hold – in their homesteads, fenced and open land, trackways and contours – all that’s happened here, but hide their mysteries in riddles:...

Sandra Noel

    Sandra Noel is from Jersey, Channel Islands. Her work appears online and in print. Her debut collection is Into The Under  (2024) and she is part of Linger  first in a three-poet series (2025), both published by Yaffle Press.

Mike Duggan

      The Stirrups Of Genghis Khan   A decapitated road sign Spears the yellow verge, Meaningless as a symbol Of progress. A vain strut. The bus driver’s hands are folded As the stop approaches. From the fields, An algorithm of hooves enters the ears Of...

Sue Spiers

      Eels Anguilla anguilla I wrote a metaphor using eel for blue-light reflections in water on a flooded motorway and mentioned glittering scales. My writing group said skin which didn’t have the same feel for an ambulance’s race seen through...

Oenone Thomas

      Because I don’t know any other way I replace my left hand with a hook, my feet with jackhammers, both my eyes with spangled mirror balls. I raise my right hand, and in its palm, I roll another’s choice of dice. I stud my scalp with stars, stripe...