T N Kennedy

      Forever Spring inside the apiary it is always spring human beings and honey bees cohabiting pursuing life everlasting for our species which is the universe opening its eyes 50 per cent humidity 21 degrees celsius simulated sunlight cold and bone...

Kate Vanhinsbergh

      We Should Probably Get Up Now but, outside, the world has paused: the wind has put down its loneliness, its fear of never being seen, or known, and next door’s kids have stopped screaming through the wall. The cats are curled up around our...

Bel Wallace

      Interior My dear, I washed you out of my sheets. And now I sleep softly in them. My dreams are sweet and free. I opened the windows to air out your smoke. I liked it for a while, how it held the past in its wispy fingers. I emptied your cigarette...