When I was young and drunk in a row boat I heard a cat fight its drowning inside a sack. Using the boats oar, I scooped the… Read more “Dead Cat – “Paddy””
Down past the dinosaurs and into the magma, the molton rock of you and me. I have over-extended my credit in the dig for what went wrong.
Back in the chair after each offense, inky A flirting with vagabond V. Emblazoned script for a gypsy heart. D for desertion and F for causing a… Read more “Tattoo – Susannah Jordan”
Rumble-fire/let me write again today let me play my son’s hair into a warp-maze into a tunnel-hunger let me love the way the wind moves with such… Read more “Bones and blood, if you ask me- Lauren Suchenski”
I kept looking at the horizon, the way the wind met the courage of the bones of the earth I kept looking for the highway the… Read more “I kept looking at the horizon- Lauren Suchenski”
The summer grass prickled through my cotton top and then gave under our weight. His body stretched the length of me; his fingers climbing, one by one,… Read more “Eden – Clíona Saidléar”
August 2016. A man sits in front of a webcam, in a room with walls adorned with sheets of paper containing what look suspiciously like exam notes:… Read more “Between Facts and Normies: An Interview with Angela Nagle (Part One)- Krishna Srikumar”