Issue 1 index

Meet the Editors & Designers


Rhys Shanahan

Rice Paper
Damon Young

Hopkins & Hallam
Note from Naomi Lebens

Before I go I have to say...
Kate Pursglove

Some Other Where
Steven Matthews

Weekend Poems: Breakfast
Eleanor Burleigh

Aged 7
Jean Watkins

Childhood & Plastic People
Zeng Chen

Street Scene
Peter Robinson

A Martian Writes
Michael Hutchinson

The Tarot Reading of The Fool

Stop Making Sense & Bla bla bla
Jenna Fox

Fringe Festival
Claire Dyer

When you have hope of life returning, this
Kate Noakes

Broadwood 7362
Gill Learner

A Drop in the Ocean
Lindsey Jones

Pitch of Ghosts
Vic Pickup

23rd February 2021
Kitty Hawkins

The Sofa
Tara Bermingham

Trophies on a Windowsill? & Still (monetizing) Life
Laura Rozamunda

Good to know perhaps, but nothing to be done
Kate Noakes

Heading Out
Michael Anania

The Threshold
David Brauner

Hannah Lily

Park Recollection
Liam Anslow-Sucevic

Rhianna Bryon

Ephemerality of the World
Salma Haque

The August Elvis Died
Gill Learner

Michael Anania

Hit Me Gently
Daisy Dickens

Aged 7

I cricked my neck to watch them climb,
unhitch each trapeze, take hold and launch

and every time they swung, my stomach too
lurched and thumped my throat, as

spangles on their costumes formed a rainbow arc
lit and lost by the glaring floodlights

as they somersaulted, hung below the rod,
grabbed the girl who had climbed up unseen

swung and swapped her swing to swing
at the height of their swoop, timed perfectly

and all this while my fingernails knifed
into my palms. I was that girl, possessed,

until they ended as a pyramid, all
on one trapeze, bowing and waving

to set me free, uncurl my hands
and find a row of tiny arcs imprinted there.

Biography: Jean Watkins has a BA from the University of Reading. Her poems have been widely published in anthologies and magazines. Her collections published by Two Rivers Press are Scrimshaw (2013) and Precarious Lives (2018).

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