Issue Fourteen • Issue Fourteen Poetry • Poetry
June 6, 2023
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Lingchi Jon Culp i Inherited a pair of right-handed scissors- from depths of the basket of twist-thread and patterns beside...
Irish Green Ann Kathryn Kelly I am from an Irish Clan’s love, strong as bedrock, deep as ocean. The baby in the family almost...
things, in places Maria Griffin here, a thing. behind it: another. there, a third. three things sit, each in its place, as if...
A HISTORY OF CHESS Mark Mitchell I am still a victim of chess… —Marcel Duchamp I was not born under stone mountains in...
This Peter Loveday If all the lines begin with who, or why, or how pointing directly at what they want to know what hope is there in...
Issue Thirteen • Issue Thirteen Poetry • Poetry
May 24, 2022
By Joshua Klarica Even though I have stood here more times than I could count, in the chattering cold of mid-winters dawn, and bleaks...
By Magdalena Ball Her grandparents were forced to take last names. How to choose: occupation, toponym, personal qualities, lineage?...
By Jesse Fleming “J.J. Astor, the richest man on board and a pariah in American polite society, was redeemed by his self-sacrificing...
By David Atkinson Who’ll go a round or two for a pound or two? — Jimmy Sharman The town’s tough, unlimited...
By Peter Mitchell ‘They walk the edge, and from the edge fly out, testing and trying out their lives’ Potiki, Patricia Grace...
By Bill Cotter Memories of hay carting in the early 1960’s, Western Victoria The Bedford coughs, lurches, and stops by the hay...
By Hibah Shabkhez Flocking and gawking at the piece of clay We excavate profound thoughts like toothpaste Dredged up from an empty tube....
By Hibah Shabkhez From the sunlit fringes of cloud Yesterday’s ghost watches You, counting your footsteps aloud Like ounces of black...
Issue Twelve • Issue Twelve Poetry • Poetry
November 25, 2021
by Mary Chydiriotis (Lesvos, Greece, 1942) Artemis is small and nimble apron loaded with courgettes pockets crammed with parsley...
by Lorraine Gibson I’m drinking ancestors’ tears, praising their liquid forms — sip, sip — savouring them oh so slowly in...
by Nathanael O’Reilly I split wood on the back verandah while woodsmoke wafted from the chimney, watched Aussie Rules on Sunday...
Pauline Lewis Along a track so arid and forlorn Maree left behind in the distance A nine-hour drive to the infamous location To delve into...
Disproportionate Experiences by Devika Brendon It’s what we focus on that we make significant. We can drive ourselves mad By zooming in...
by Sam Morley I am in the shed sweeping when my neighbour knocks at the front door and tells my partner her husband is cheating....
Issue Eleven • Issue Eleven Poetry • Poetry
June 22, 2021
By Jess Roscioli The beginning was bliss. A desire, with a depth – more forceful than the ocean we met along. Purity,...
by Bethany Cody Fat tears won’t flood the lake. A head full of summer memories. She stayed at yours, you stayed up late. Cut your...
By Bradlee Jennings Talaleu was the fearless goddess who wrangled flesh and air, Willing me into existence. Healthy yet homeless, I...
by Rob McKinnon Surreptitious stowaways to the flourishing city hiding in groaning ships from contaminated ports. Finding...
by Bethany Cody Born of the beach, a young man from Taffs Well, gateway to the valleys, an immigrant living along the flat shores of...
by Josh Kee Era of Plastic. When Raegan Passed new toy laws, Hasbro wanted stake. Seeking new concepts, Hasbro went to the...
Issue Ten • Issue Ten Poetry • Poetry
November 23, 2020
by Jane Frank 1. Clotho I feel her thread spinning, spooling ahead through a sea of guinea grass as I run down the hill to...
by Vasilka Pateras The rust of empire has crumbled desiccated flakes float— over once traversed lands stocked with wild tribes ...
by Vasilka Pateras Monastic caves of Kalishta, stone crevasses of solitude on bare floors a monk’s prayer in worldly denial – ...
by Srinjay Chakravarti After the emperor’s head has been chopped off, the royal executioner is paid his wages by his new masters. Till...
