by Martin Hayes In Mongolia they put 8-year-old boys on the back of wild horses then smack that wild horse’s rump so that it runs off like... Continue reading
Two poems and image above by Alan McGuire Homeless Jesus Why aren’t you inside, being praised, hanging from a cross, watching them break bread in your... Continue reading
by Steven Taylor Capitalism Is coming for you. It’s in your rentAnd wages. The price of your essentials.Energy. Advertisements. The thingsYou see on television. In the... Continue reading
by James O'Brien The percussion on your teeth, A drum roll, precision revolver, Rattling around an abyss dissonance. A voided revulsion of mouth, A choke spasm... Continue reading
by Kevin McCann As Michelangelo’s collecting marble From the local quarry And his lads load up the cart He spots a cracked green chunk Propping open an... Continue reading
by Steve Pottinger, with image above by Fran Lock only that each tank will beat itself into a thousand ploughshares and snipers, dead-eyed, precise... Continue reading
Photo: Marcus and his brother Jahziah by Nick Moss History repeats, ploughs on unceasing, Another dying man, another father, Brother, friend shot dead . Cold, Christmas-crisp air... Continue reading
by Sam Friedman, illustrated with commons images Love at the Workplace My stomach knots with hatred of bosses’ sneers; my tears transmute to spittle in defiance, eyes... Continue reading
by Fran Lock, with commons image above / wait for it./ spring to come, reconstitute the stubborn world./ our bodies, tailored to containment./ fault-line forcing an afternoon./... Continue reading