Syed Anas S

      Child’s Innocence in Gaza We are the ones who see big crackers burst every day— still wondering why the adults hate crackers. While everyone loves simulation games, we live inside them— the most real simulation is the war around us. There...

Dharmavadana

      Tinkerbell on Queensway She barely glances at you when you chink your spare coins in her upturned cap, but still spreads a spell among the pavement footfalls, making her patch by the station a land you try not to invade. Not that you never see men...

Tim Dwyer

      Shedding Annamakerrig It begins high up the chestnut tree with leaves on the twigs on the tips of branches where sap has slowed. Turning amber carried by the breeze they touch the earth, rest on the grass where autumn begins   Tim...

Gopal Lahiri

      Triplet 1. From this far-side apartment you watch jarul leaves darkening with the seasons, progenies from the shoots’ threads. Footprints of your ancestors beckon to you, the assemblies of daisies are blooming on the balcony. Sunlight drizzles in...

Adam Kelly

      Drumbledrane Determined, you smash against the window I have to admire you in your striped suit All the worries of the world pass you by Just to keep the Queen and Pooh bear happy. Masking yourself between odd magic tricks The perfect worker,...

Sandra Noel

      The sea happens to me today not because I’m the woman in the bakers brusque turned rude or the peaches              still hard in the bowl skin-touched with mould I need a reassemble immersion my flamingo of balance is stuck on a slope of rough...