CLOCKWORK by Anannya Uberoi
Clockwork
The clockwork's clunking cycles—
routine chirrups working with
our own, mechanical metronome
dictating our waking and falling
and drifting in staccato synchrony.
The clockwork's scissors shard
furibund flowers by the hour,
comb the seasons, change their warmth,
pendulum the...
ASHORE by Laurie Hollman
AshoreIn the morning the scarring world holds me down so I cannot rise.I stretch my arms above my head like elastic bands with no end.My toes reach far below until my calves ache and...
THE LAKE by Nardine Sanderson
Roses bloom in darkness too.
Loves rose grew from her lips to speak of loss and courage through what leaves the body but never dies
She had his heart, clung to his soulAs the salty tears...
COMING OUT by Chris Arnone
Coming Out
head-first, blood-slickedhair like a tiny John Stamos.Bubbling with style but no pronouns.
Snip the umbilical, suctionand wail, count tenfingers and toes but no sex.
The womb was mycloset, sonogram spunstraw into a golden child.
No mom-we-need-to-talk...
GATHERING – Poems by Olivia Harman
GATHERINGPoems by Olivia Harman
Gathering
Today the gathering comes after the stormand I sit tight, my teeth pressed togetherlike keys in intricate locks,while outside that stillness starts gathering, a solemn warning, asking us to clear up...
DARK LOVE by Ayanna Lopez
DARK LOVEby Ayanna Lopez
Dark LoveThis angel fellShe lost her lightTrudging through the gates of hellShe gave up the fightNo man or godCould bring her backUntil she looked into his heartBlack as coalHard as iceTheir...
VICTORIA PARK LAKE by Nathanael OReilly
Goulburn
A muddy river
flanked by gums wanders through town
past rope swings hanging
from high branches, rippling around
snags and sandbanks, flowing home
Tingalpa
The bush spread to the reservoir’s
edge. Water stretched out of sight
round the peninsula. Wind-blown
waves chopped across...
WITHOUT YOU by Ann Christine Tabaka
WITHOUT YOUby Ann Christine Tabaka
Without You
A thousand years agoit came to be, or so itseems. It spit my heartin two, or so it felt.
Emotions drift upona waft of smoke, burningmy eyes once more.Past’s subtle...
MALPENES PUXARRA CÓSMICU by Jose Manuel SÁNCHEZ
MALPENES PUXARRA CÓSMICU
Por Xe M. Sánchez
¿Pescáncieslo agora,
nesti tiempu de peste,
d’incertidume, de llerza?
Nos, que dexamos
les nueses güelgues na...
A PURPLE SHADOW by Stella Prince
A PURPLE SHADOW
by Stella Prince
Leaves were crisp against my boots.The crunch of sticks sounded like a baby’s rattle.The moonlight made my quiet eyes dim.Woods are purple and black.Woods are full of mischief.I listened softly...