Inchworm Inchworms, having healthy outlooks,love fruits and vegetables. Loopsor wickets of tubular green vinyl,they measure not in inchesbut in centimeters, beingcaterpillars of geometer moths.So they grow up to fly at nightand sometimes self-expend in flames.Because the inchworm lacks legsin the middle of its bodyit grips frontally, draws up the rear.Many people also move that way,but […]

Crows A murder of crows hurtles skywards. Abandon in their jangled ragged movements. They resemble a pile of rags. Flung and snatched by an angry wind. Are uncoordinated. Form a jagged line as if no-one has given them a route. They struggle toward banked clouds that seem to dip lower. Make the day as grey […]

Night Sky from the Farmer’s Market Drive the back way home he told meI forgot, so we turned down a side street toget to a side street to get to the back wayhome, because he wanted me to see fuchsiaazaleas blooming in a neighbor’s yard thatwere so fabulously fuchsia-y In the trunk was a hanging […]

Bio Sarah Wallis is a poet and playwright based in Scotland. Recent work published via Lunate, Idle Ink, Tiny Seed, Crepe & Penn and Finished Creatures. A monologue, A Stage of One’s Own streamed by Slackline Cyberstories during lockdown, was first performed at Leeds Lit Fest 2019. A chapbook, Medusa Retold, is due from Fly […]

The Mistake Every afternoonin the shadow of the Acropolisnew sculpture somehow comes to life,groups of men and womenbusily clay their handsthen after a week they line results along the pedestrian zone. Each has a curious title: people walk from one to the nextlooking, assessing,they have no choice reallythese objects are unavoidablethey weigh them up then […]

Intimate Conversation after Richard Jones   We speak in low voices   leaning in to each other–   my breath touching you   softly   on your cheek,   your breath touching me.       Just Music   I usually prefer songs without lyrics–   just music,   extending her hand without a word, […]

Membership It’s weird to be a member of an invasive species,accumulating sky miles and slurping Starbucks.Weird to be within my skin, yet partof a horde, colony, swarm in searchof sugar, creating commerce as it goes.My activewear unspools its filaments,fills the mouths of salmon, remainsin their guts like undigested worms.I dream of generations pouring outof my […]

An Independent Melody her heels click upon the pavement      striking discordant notes   as she moves over      cobbles and flagstones   interrupting the song of      the morning rush hour   hammering out a tune      that is all her own   Bio Sammi Cox lives in the UK […]

crossing the 72nd street foot bridge the chinese womenwalk slowlyin front of me laughing as they read sex graffititiptoeing over broken bottles as i daydream vodka and wineand the tenants of independent wealth they twirl their blue and yellowIKEA umbrellas like cabaret stars but then quietly pass the manwho’s always drinking his beerout of a can […]

After Three Years of Marriage I fear with you:Grinding sounds from the future;sloshing from the past.I fear with youthat you might yawn,that your attention might turn toward a laugh.I fear with you,and you fear with me,that I might like a hill better,or a pool.We hold hands,in love,walking rapidly.   BioDavid Flynn’s literary publications total more […]