To George, from Sunny Wigan by Christopher Norris At the back of one of the houses a young woman was kneeling on the stones, poking a stick... Continue reading
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The Highroad Shrine by Ruth Valentine Permit me, this morning, the luxury of despair.The ice has vanished:no skidding cars screeching to take the corner,child in the back... Continue reading
Whit? by Jim Mainland Na, na, na, na, na, hing on a meenit! Du’s sayin if du gies dem lots a money dey gie dee a lucrative... Continue reading
Fran Lock writes about Thatcher and her legacy. Image above: Steev Burgess Not quite a decade after her death, and already cultural depictions of former British prime... Continue reading
let them eat chips by Julie Easley common sense is cheap these days – just ask the rich they chuck in their opinion, churn out recipes for... Continue reading
Pain in My Heart by Sarah Barrington, with image above by Steev Burgess Before I left for universityMy friend Louisegot work for me, for the summer,At the... Continue reading
The Cut of those Cold, Sharp Stars by Emma Lee I don’t think it’s to do with temperature.I feel every piece of grit, every puddle, the cold.There... Continue reading
The Hurdle Race by Paul Francis The Guru says that every kidshould run the same race that he did.He wants lanes narrow, hurdles tall.A course where most... Continue reading
Notice to Quit by Harriet Jae In ten days’ time, that’s it – she’ll be homeless.Nowhere to go yet her mind whirrs with Why? Questions circle like... Continue reading
Gaza Stripped by David Erdos War is raw in reverse, which is the state of foul play in Gaza.Now, more than ever is the wrath of God... Continue reading
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