The Shadow on the Tree ~ John Ritchie When he lay you down in a field of fallen feathers While comets swam across the ballroom of your womb You lay tongue-tangled in a myriad of possibilities Colours collide with clouds beneath the arch of your...

Nobody read the news today, the newspaper pages were blank. On the underground train we saw the minutes go past like stations on life’s timeline. Past the dirty window long forgot, no names of dead celebrities and long lost pets. On arrival at the...

Battlemage ~ Donato Giancola As I tiptoe across the lake’s meniscus Leave ringing trails of ripple tides Falling birds will feather reason’s edges And bells peal waves that reach the other side And with feet of clay I mould myself A fable cast in...

Under The Weather ~ Gawker I am. At the core of this construct, this cultural effigy; there unwinds a clockwork heart whose spring was once wound then key tossed to smelter. And the duration of unwinding is spent conforming to the carbon-based copy;...

Jeremy Geddes Here at my window where the new world holds sway Meagre food threads ache on the cusp of my day Here where the future has become a fag end Burnt knuckle yellow dead letters un-penned Groundwater looms in the crook of the night Rising...