by Kayleigh Jayshree | Dec 21, 2023 | Twelve Days of Christmas, Word & Image
Embrace after an Elmwood sculpture by Richard Lawrence His hands hook her waist as if pulling her from a flower. She closes her eyes in the little cave she finds under his chin. Let this blizzard bury them together, fill the footprints they won’t leave, his...
by Kayleigh Jayshree | Dec 21, 2023 | Filmpoems, Twelve Days of Christmas
When Joe Went Out Late to shut away the poultry after weeks of rain he knew where the pony was by the sound of its hooves sucking in the mud.Foxes still kill in downpours. Maybe they keep closer to the bones of the hedge or loiter below hollies, but...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 21, 2023 | Featured, Poetry, Twelve Days of Christmas
Not my partridge not my pear tree I Google tells me the partridge is Christ, ready for the wound. The temporary pluckers are digging for lead in the flesh. The urban dictionary says I’ll never be that cool. Ii And I read, because you were reading...
by Chloe Elliott | Jan 1, 2023 | Featured, Twelve Days of Christmas
I am made of ice When I say this please know me. Know that it has taken months. Believe me. They’ve noticed. Another student house to fill with snow and boxes. One more fight to pick. I am no longer phased by damp. Or mould. Or unexpected calls from the landlord....
by Kate Birch | Dec 31, 2022 | Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, Twelve Days of Christmas, Word & Image
a new year how long before I stop missing you Haiku originally published in #FemkuMag 9, 2019. Debbie Strange is a chronically ill short-form poet whose work has been widely published internationally. Her book, The Language of Loss: Haiku & Tanka...
by Chloe Elliott | Dec 31, 2022 | Featured, Twelve Days of Christmas
To the Salmon I Ate at Christmas I honestly thought it would be fine. I’d eaten other salmon—years ago—and thought I could eat you too. The tin was pink and fit snug in my palm as I carried you home. I admired your sleek vessel as you sat on my shelf...
