Calibration. A Poem by Suzanne Magee
What you don’t know yet, you try to navigate, make models from shades and movements from light, make stacks of …
A Shout In The Apocalyptic Evening. A poem by C S Hughes
Quite alone I will bend like triumph To her laurels Here, life has become A struggle with silence The band …
Tea Time In Our Everyday Apocalypse. A poem by C S Hughes
In the apocalypse, days pass like distant birds We do not exactly know what kind Only that, from here their …
Fattening My Curves. A Poem by Roisin Bugler
Reasoning with unreasonable circumstance liberties a luxury once taken for granted plant sunflower seeds of hope (we can summer anywhere)* …