What I am by Bob McAfee

What I am by Bob McAfee

Art: Coy by Fabrice B. Poussin       What I Am   I am a pit bull, a snog growler, a groundAnd pound puppy, nobody’s sleeping beauty, Nobody’s bamboo mirror, no whirligigFlapping on a rooftop, I am the hair atop Old Baldy, Douglas fir erect as...
ghosts of shivalik by Kulbir Saran

ghosts of shivalik by Kulbir Saran

Art: ABYSSALES, III, 2020 by Helena Barbbagelata ghosts of shivalik   girls are taught to lock their windows, doors and eyes at night for ghosts wander the hostel halls many think they come from the cemetery she was built upon but the truth is, they come from...
ouroboros by Kulbir Saran

ouroboros by Kulbir Saran

Art by: Cyril Larvor ouroboros vapour lulls thensmashes sparksof colourfrom the grey lightning untamedfor a timeis bornmature and dead before it drips thisstorm will wellbefore it wailsbefore it dries before the calma debt is tornfrom weary restso forward, back  ...
Poems by Sara Eddy

Poems by Sara Eddy

Photography: Dominique Thiébaut Your Six (for mhmb) My friend says “I’ve got your six,” holding me up and keeping me safe, and in his shelter I become a clock, turning through the day always facing noon or night with his back to mine. When the big hand is on the 9 and...
I Was, You Were by Bob McAfee

I Was, You Were by Bob McAfee

Art: Tree Out the Window by Christopher Woods I was, You Were I was a stalwart fishing pier, jutting into tranquil sea; you were a fractious ocean storm, roiling over me, salty as a pickling brine but twice as savory. I was a hulking backyard fire burning up debris;...