Language
Fallen Fruit
Fallen Fruit written by: Steven Lemprière - I struggle to imagine your thoughts as you fell to your death...
Going, Going
Going, Going written by: Ann-Sophie - “Thank you for Mr. Button”. I whisper against her skin-covered skull...
Echoes Beneath Grey Clouds
Echoes Beneath Grey Clouds written by: Pramod Rastogi Why does silence linger so deeply in the cold?...
Dust Where the Body Fell
Dust Where the Body Fell written by: Aritra Basak How shall this rented heart dress for weather...
Long Day
Long Day written by: Robyn MacKinnon Long day. Still working this is not a golden calf Going...
Anti-Profanity
Anti-Profanity a poem by: Robert W Service I do not swear because I am A sweet and...
Spotlight On Writers – Don Flecknoe
Spotlight On Writers Don Flecknoe Where do you originate from? Born in Sydney, Australia, in 1940 to...
The Grave Digger
The Grave Digger written by: Emee Ring - The grave digger knew the graveyard as surely as he knew his own...
A Few Hours After
A Few Hours After written by: Bugra Sarpkaya - Boran was forced to visit his great-aunt with his family. She lived in a big house...
Table
Table written by: Ellie Ness we bring to our table mats, crackers, foliage, candles, tumblers – a...
Go Out Into The World, Young Graduates
Go Out Into The World, Young Graduates written by: Christine Piatek I shall not sugar-coat my charge...
A Haunting
A Haunting written by: Katharina Harzer - She’s here again. I can feel her. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up, crackling...
The Old Shoe Box
The Old Shoe Box written by: Rosella Sims - As she walked through the door, an old shoebox tucked under her arm created...
