Category: Issue Three

  • Morning

    Morning

    By Kim Waters   The bed slopes towards morning and I hang on to the fringes of a dream, waiting for the day to unfurl like a leaf on the ground.

  • Fear

    Fear

    By Bill Cotter   On the cliff edge, Dawn’s grey ghosts, the steely eyed gulls, Are testing their wings.

  • Ballroom Echoes

    Ballroom Echoes

    By Robert James Conlon   We only dance in our memories now The song is forgotten the melody lost In a ghost of movements.   Image by: Michael D Beckwith

  • The Lines We Make

    By Robert James Conlon      

  • Wasted

    Wasted

    By Lyn Chatham   At four am Seb cooks dinner in his minimalist mock kitchen.

  • The Sorrows of Soggy Sam Sulfur

    The Sorrows of Soggy Sam Sulfur

    By Oscar O’Neill-Pugh   Rats stuck in burning trees, Poisoned vultures in the air vent. You still think of me as your good Sheppard, Even though I’m hell-sent.

  • Gobble Gobble (The Wild Turkey Calls)

    Gobble Gobble (The Wild Turkey Calls)

    By Oscar O’Neill-Pugh   I sit almost naked to the world, Towel hanging loosely to my loins. Dead muses acting as my butcher and to the bottle, my hand rejoins.