Perspective by Cailey Tarriane
All the medicines look the same. And the lollipop wasn’t perfect. But I know that’s not the only reason why
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Never Forget Who You Are by Timothy Hennum
Carl is not a true paraplegic, but he believes he is. Twenty-one years ago, Carl stopped walking and joined a
The Beginning of the Storm by Frank Joussen
A young woman kept on the leash by two big white dogs seems to sail past my window dogs, leash,
The Cloudy Veins by Julian D. Woodruff
The cloud stretched out in streaky veins Beneath the morning sun, Or else, perhaps, like streams from rains In days
chamber by Mark A. Fisher
listen then to the heavy tread in darkened halls slow and heavy as moments preserved in amber or specimens in
My Favourite Star by Bruce McRae
Someone threw a stone at the almighty darkness. A chord was struck and they coloured it blue. Sky-blue, eye-blue, blue
The Elements by Diana Raab
Water fire earth and wind the four elements pulsing to nature’s heartbeat to rhythms only understood by the musician perched
Primrose by Mark Barlex
Primrose arrived in the city at dawn, a mid-to-high-end extra-tropical cyclone, marking the high point in that year’s northern European
Letter Home by Maggie Nerz Iribarne
Dear Elizabeth, I’m hiding, writing this under a tree, using it for cover. My mother’s calling me: “Theresa! Thereeeesaaaaa!” Her voice
This Lack of Aura by John Grey
If only I were dirt poor and living in a garret, getting by on canned beans and the occasional soupbone.