I met you just before 9/11 called you at work as those buildings shook We walked on a Gulf, stained …
Vapour Trail. A poem by S.B. Borgersen
One chalk line across unblemished skies is this a tip-toeing back with one tentative tender mark? There once were many …
Gaia has spoken. A poem by Lucinda Nolan
Gaia has spoken The world has gone quiet Royal reaper trawling Coffin is calling Gaia has spoken The world has …
Copper Knuckle. A poem by Sean Mullen
Time has been passed through the sieve, Distance like the fucked custard you just can’t get through. The dates have …
Evening. A poem by Sharon Jones
At home, in this liminal space, time slows. The pace of things may never be the same now semi-quavers are …