Roger Allen

AFTER YOU HAVE GONE Morning moves with tempered sound. A heel turns by the green gate. The alley setts rest in purple curves. Some night seems to have been left here. Pots of sweet herbs are placed to fill the yard with subtle scent. Somewhere a call comes, an unseen...

Andy Hoaen

The Black Pool 14,000 BC Midsummer’s Day On flat plains of low juniper scrub monolithic, massive remnants of ice dwarf the land, draws the herds: mammoth, deer, horse watch calves, fauns, foals while people, wolf, lynx, bear wait in the shade. The ice fails, cracking,...

Gordon Vells

      Flat Holm Not the boring twin. Not even benign. This is a proper island: rocks, foghorn, lighthouse. Chinkle of footsteps on slate roof fragments – the detritus of war and peacetime paranoia. A glut of leadberries at the defensive ditch: juicy,...

Jacob Burgess Rollo

      Jacob Burgess Rollo is a poet and prose writer based in Dorset, his work is featured in From the Lighthouse and Avant Cardigan, a zine he founded with friends. He has an English Literature BA from Durham and is going on to study for a...