By Abigail Ottley there will be, so she imagines, this one, final encounter. She skips over the details, such mundane practicalities as...

By Jazz Sambac The world is sepia on polaroid. No more in black and white. With age, I too have changed perspective, New things exposed...

By Hilary Key I dreamed my childrens’ childhoods before I left (not them) the marital home And in that dream, still cleaning found An...

By Maddison O'Donnell I am the cryptid condensed upon your clavicle and chest. Lonesome, irksome dark huddling thing. I creep unearthly...

By Maddison O'Donnell She thinks – nay, knows who she is when camped out alone, digesting a spoilt slice of humble pie she’d been served...

By Maddison O'Donnell Oh, for Arachne’s sake, here she comes again dark candyfloss cloud haloing her head; Satan’s angel come to undo me....

By Maddison O'Donnell You touch the redcurrant blood that thrums through my veins so many thousands of miles away across the sea   And...

By Maddison O'Donnell Splayed out, I am worn bare by the limitless dark of night,the grit in my canines still tasting of grief,...

By Martin Jones The gray of slate in a rainstorm, of dry leaves on the heath, of waking to funerals, of thoughts lacking form. The gray...

By Lillibit Ray Falling asleep only to wake up again, But now paralyzed, frozen in bed. I see the room and the door, open to the hallway,...

By Josie Hough My blood is hot today frittering and spluttering at boiling point a bubbling vat of blackcurrant jam my blood is hot for...

By Mags D. I lie down with your bones,  On these soft, summer nights. Nobody knows For I'm gone by first light. And I feel you beneath...

By Autumn Lily Joseph And you let him take from you Piece by piece, slowly to begin with, you’d never have seen it coming: The...

By Jonathan Chibuike Ukah A finger tossed at sea, water floating over it.   I stared at it with a red face, until my cheeks had cakes of...

By RoJ When I was small You were home without a word Life was you And you were life   When I was less small My lips would call you Mummy...

By Greta Ross Unmask us the shadows taunt me as one by one the stars blacken and a cracked moon points the way to Xibalba’s pit.   Half...

By unopuntosei Have I unconsciously let myself crawl into your mind and find myself? Speak of me Think of me Describe me I watch myself...

By Brooklyn Saliba “scissors scatter the ground after falling from between my fingertips after i dance their blades across my wrist once,...

By Alice Ketley I awake from my complacent sleep, tied down amongst the wet dirt. My eyes slowly escape their bone cave. Centipedes...

By R.S Winters Ever since I woke. I've been living on this throne. I’m told “it's the heavy head that bears the crown.” With incentive of...