by Kate Birch | Sep 27, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Cousin dear cousin how are you over on that side. i hear you lot get a bit of sun and field. does the heat cling. we don’t get much on this side. i’m not sure if you get much smog. sometimes it looks like there’s more of us than there are but then...
by Kate Birch | Sep 26, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Classified we do not know the name black boy aged twelve well-set with a good grasp of english has run described as agreeable no vices the young fellow believed to be between eleven and fifteen has been reported missing from listed...
by Kate Birch | Sep 25, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Loving the Social Anthropologist Almería His country was hot, his economy informal. His method was covert – participant observation. Before dawn in the square, he would watch the men gather collecting in shadows and concentric circles – the...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 22, 2023 | Featured, Prose
Two Halves You won’t want to take the locket, but your twin sister Agnes will insist, pressing it into your hand as she stands on the doorstep of your cottage, unwilling to enter. You’re supposed to take turns looking after it, changing each...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 21, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
from After (John Ashbery, Worsening Situation) As one broken upon a wheel, or dropped from a great height upon jagged rocks, I have watched this murmuration, this perturbation, and have felt my limbs grow numb, however great my desire for flight. Will...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 20, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
they define ‘hiraeth’ as a kind of doomed longing – your childhood bedroom is someone else’s now and your hometown doesn’t exist – they see dandelions, a beloved film, their grandmother’s hands, safe old gummy...
