Unmasked – by ANTHONY SPROUSE

Unmasked Chaotic randomness fills my mind,       stories,       ideas,         words. A clammer of different voices – demanding to be heard. Remember when… I have a great idea… Mines better… Worries creep in, what if…            will I manage…            will she live… Passion takes over, love, hate, betrayal, fear – will he stay?…

Four Winter Poems – by OWEN CLAYBORN

Four Winter Poems by Owen Clayborn Child Precipitous dark, hungering dark, I am kept from you only by her thin hair, her small head on my chest, and her smile I would miss too much.   Slaving Pain to Bones Slaving pain to bones Our cruel feet Cannot evolve the promiscuous dark past duality, And…

Broken Glass – by COLT PRYOR

Broken glass By Colt Pryor     Broken glass lit up my home’s entry hall. It was a gleaming trail of bread crumbs. I stared down, mouth agape, stepping gingerly, slowly, heartbeat in my ears. My right hip bone creaked as I lifted my leg up above the sharp edges that belonged to the glass…

Fears of Men/Penmanship/In Hollow Bones – by CHRISTOPHER GROSSO

Fears of Men   The fears of men leave a greasy smear on the ground trailing behind them. For a while, they are bears attacking a bee hive, ravaging the honeycomb for just a small taste of something so powerful that they are raptured into forgetting why their hands shake, lips quiver. The bee’s stingers…

Consensual/Daily Mail Order Bride/So Your Wife – by HOLLY DAFFURN

Consensual For the man who asked if I condoned paedophilia because I support homosexuality So I’d offer you my hand, but before you grasp my skin You’ll probably want to know where my fingers have been My hands show I’m a cellist, a wife, a writer but there are no clear signs of every queer…

Innocence – by ANTHONY SPROUSE

         Innocence by ANTHONY SPROUSE          Tommy rushed into the living room and immediately dived for his toy box, an enormous blue and green one his parents had bought him recently. He seemed to be getting a lot of gifts lately but didn’t understand why; not that he was…

Synaesthesia – by PETE LANGMAN

‘Stop, look, listen’, said Agatha, feeling young Matt tug on his reins, impatient to cross to the services, ‘… pay attention.’ He had been humming the Marseillaise for the last half hour, bringing Agatha’s sense of impending disaster into sharper relief. More pressing, however, was the current action of her son’s rather excessive intake of…

Magic Madness & Wine – by ROB TRUE

  Magic Madness and Wine                                                         Rob True       He couldn’t understand the TV. He could tell it was English words, but they just floated meaninglessly around in his head. Like something familiar, only he couldn’t quite put a finger on it. He’d seen the program before, but it didn’t mean shit. The image…

Oreos and Areolas – by JENNIFER OBI

Oreos and Areolas: by JENNIFER OBI             “So what’s this about Crystal?” I dabbed my finger in what was left of my whipped topping that topped a sinfully calorific hot fudge brownie. Crystal’s treat of course. Treat for what, I hadn’t figured out yet. “Not that I mind a free meal, it’s just that I…

Blueberry Muffin by WESLEY COOKE

          Blueberry Muffin by WESLEY COOKE    I got a pet dribbler. My pet dribbler is a man mountain, with hands like bunches of bananas. Strangler’s hands. My pet dribbler is called Dudley. I call him my pet dribbler because that’s what he says to the others in there whenever I go and…

Duty of Care by OWEN CLAYBORN

  Duty of Care Owen Clayborn   The boy of seven stole another glance at the sleeping man. Now. The boy got up and walked over and stepped over the man’s legs. He would have to be quick. The sun was slanting straight in through the grimy window, and the glare made it hard to…

Fire by DEE LEAN

Fire by DEE LEAN Fire. Flame engulfed me. I would have died if not for the amount of alcohol I’d consumed. Bright lights from the hospital blind me. I get up and fish around my melted handbag. Find a cigarette and walk toward the doors, dragging a drip with one hand and holding a fire…