Local Illumination; Enzo Nimbus by Bill Howell
What else do you need to know?
Outside our boxes of light,
ghosts we no longer believe in
refuse to flicker or flinch at the edges,[...]
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Short Fiction and Poetry
Love Intoxication; Desanctified by Sadee Bee
Put your lips to the edges of this glowing pyre. A guilty taste of the pleasure that is destruction. [...]
VOID by Allison Walters Luther
You scream into the Void
All the pain never said
But you scream it all the same [...]
Transient by Steven Bruce
It’s nights
like this when Earth’s
dark and serene,
I sink into its inky
swell of anonymity. [...]
Cemetery Strawberries; The First Wives by Fija Callaghan
The strawberries taste of dead people.
I imagine, when they burst
with flavour on my tongue,
that I can taste the bone ash [...]
Sophisticated Noise; The Strange Nature Of Things; Deja Vu Days by Richard LeDue
Roses giving us a reason to talk,
like nosebleed stained toilet paper,
and what are words, but sophisticated noise [...]
The Prefiguration via Carey Price
April 2015, my first NHL game: staying on a friend's couch
in Saint-Henri, I discover a boon
of tax-return mad-money in my bank account[...]
To Try To Fall; I Used To Think You Were Beautiful by Glenn Ingersoll
I fell awake.
That mistake again!
All these holes to stumble into –
some of them the precise shape of the body [...]
Mum's The Word by Ashley Wong
Like the rain-wrung tome held fast to my
chest, the organic one toyed, or more specifically tombed with by my
mother’s hot saltwater [...]
Smoke And Mirrors by Ivanka Fear
Step through the looking glass and you’ll find
objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.
A raven’s hair, blood red lips [...]
Genesis by Monica Davis
CONCEPTION
Where are you from,
O spark of
Literary life?
What gives rise to you?
Is it a word,
Caught on the edge [...]
The Vampire by Suzanna Fitzpatrick
The Vampire
sits watching by her window
knows the colour of my coat,
when I put the bins out, do the school run. [...]
A Letter From Death by Kenneth Vincent Walker
Dear Recipient,
Though you can’t see
Me through the dark
Glass in the darkness
Of your mounting fear,
I sincerely assure you [...]
Fatal Final Words by Kenneth Vincent Walker
If stranded on a
Deserted Island
And then given
The choice of a
Month’s worth of
Food or a month’s
Worth of pen and
Paper [...]
Ode To The Mixtape; Winter's End by Heath Brougher
In the eighties there were sacred nights
spent with a cassette birthing wastebaskets
full of crumpled papers
of possibilities. [...]
Another Painting, Not Just by John RC Potter
her beloved grand-daughter was ill. she was cradling Jo Ann in her arms, the rocking chair keeping time with each heartbeat. [...]
Orlando Sky; You Are The Sun; Shadows Near Dawn by Brian Michael Barbeito
can I find where I used to be, again,
where I partly grew up and carried my books and clip board and pens in my blue knapsack? [...]
pseudo-winter by Özge Lena
it was the middle of winter
but that word didn’t mean
anything anymore
apart from a grey
amnesia of cold [...]
When he got mad; One of three by Azaria Camargo
When he got mad
Suddenly and completely
We are worthless [...]
Black Water by Jarrett Mazza
THERE WAS SUNLIGHT AND THERE WERE TREES.
There was a lake and then there was she.
Swimming, the water- so warm and so black [...]
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