
little lambs and my dog
“the music began like a baby/ small faces (delicate fruit sounds)/ a terrible noise in the back room…” Weekend poem, by Mary Kasimor.
Read More“the music began like a baby/ small faces (delicate fruit sounds)/ a terrible noise in the back room…” Weekend poem, by Mary Kasimor.
Read More“I was standing in Priscilla’s garden and felt my body getting bigger… My legs and arms disappeared and I was rolling towards the fringed tulips.” Story of the Week (March 14), by UrÅ¡uľa Kovalyk. Translated from Slovak by Julia Sherwood.
Read More“A canvas/ empty of colour/ a body/ kissed by death.”
Poem of the Week (March 11), by Sukrita Paul Kumar.
“Strangers watched on,/ making bets in our favour,/ and drinking the last of the rain.”
Weekend poem, by Kat Soini.
“I was a mixed up, fucked up breed from a small town… I had been raised in a foster home with a bunch of freaks, weirdos and perverts.” Story of the Week (March 7), by Erika T. Wurth.
Read More“She burst into my room dancing, humming,/ a force of nature, her dark skin gleaming,/ cleaving me with her beauty’s pulse.” Poem of the Week (March 4), by Shanta Acharya.
Read More“she twirls a sable brush/ in one hand/ and reaches for the next card…” Weekend poem, by Charles F. Thielman.
Read More“Today I’ve become a writer again because it’s raining, and when it’s raining I can’t collect cardboard, because it’s raining.” Story of the Week (February 28), by Daniela Kapitáňová. Translated from Slovak by Julia Sherwood.
Read More“I am considering waltzing into the nearest Catholic church/ and admitting to a murder/ that never occurred…” Poem of the Week (February 25), by Joseph Goosey.
Read More“Come winter and my caravan clamours./ A violet river flows/ lost in the mist-nets; I chew off time.” Five haiku by Nandini Sahu.
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