Human Parcels – by Fiona Clark
Hidden in my right shoe’s hollow heel, a gold watch ticks.
Beneath my under-bodice, neatly stitched, my mother’s
turquoise ring. The water in the harbour coils, black ink
Read More Human Parcels – by Fiona ClarkHidden in my right shoe’s hollow heel, a gold watch ticks.
Beneath my under-bodice, neatly stitched, my mother’s
turquoise ring. The water in the harbour coils, black ink
Read More Human Parcels – by Fiona ClarkShould warmth be a word reserved to the world of touch? Laughter
and joy, reserved to the world of emotion?
Read More What Will You Say? – by Andrew ShaughnessyThe pungent scent of sulfur
fires out from the gangrenous fumes
of societal decay we don’t smell anymore
Read More Thoughts and Prayers – by Renee CronleyThe burnt roast from yesterday hanging in the air,
another, in a long list of disappointments.
In my day, pot and patchouli perfumed bedrooms and back seats.
Sandalwood incense bought by donation from dubious Hare Krishna monks
chanting on the corner.
What could become of us? A broken child and a 30-year-old father of two girls.
Read More Want – by Oskar WestinI think maybe
I will–if only to play
at Mary Magdalene.
do you see yourself in the mirroror a different person entirely?do wide hips and a full chest look good to you on othersbut never on yourself?do you find yourself “accidentally”walking into the “wrong” bathroom?do you get strange looks when you name intereststhat are seen as “tomboyish?”do your eyes turn greenwhen you try to wear rose-tinted […]
Read More transgender- by CrowShe looks beyond the fire to the flat surface of the lake. There is little in the way of moon and stars tonight, but lights from the lodge on the opposite shore glimmer on the water’s skin. In her eyes, the dancing amber flames ripple.
Read More I Should Have Asked Sooner – by Gabby GilliamThese calloused fingers built the house
In which your ungrateful soul resides