By Nadia Beckett He ate only kale And he ran every mile With a look of aggressive Organic fed guile He avoided the sugar The gluten, the fun And tanned using spray Not the heat of the sun He lived for a century Lonely and lean The healthiest corpse A morgue’s ever seen While his friends Who loved junk food And whiskey and vice Died decades ago Which was actually nice They missed all the wars And the rising of seas While he sat in his chair Sipping herbal ice teas He was flawl

By Julie Shackman Negotiating silver seas, To rob, destroy and plunder, A ship of black and crimson red, Called the Deadly Thunder. She would strike such terror, Into hearts of men, And was captained by a fearsome soul, Ruthless Johnny Wren. Then one evening, As the Deadly Thunder powdered home, Wren saw sparkles, In amongst the salty, champagne foam. But the looming pirate ship, Had a great surprise, Instead of zircon diamonds, Was a pair of bright green eyes. Johnny Wren wa

By Suki DeRange Heart full of soul, soul full of napalm, mouth full of rocks, rocks full of a mixture of laundry detergent and baby laxatives. nose full of blood, blood full of iron, iron full of hormones, moans full of longing, oesophagus full of cum, stomach full of plonk, plonk full of tanins, tanins full of antioxydants, good for the skin, skin full of grime, grime full of public transportation, public transportation full of oily-eyed strangers, strangers full of fears &