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*** Published in 2019 Anthology 'More of Us'. Congratulations Reza! *** We be pack of crow. Black bird perched upon scorched branch....

Whenever I am on the ferry I have two main feelings. The prominent feeling is boredom, but another major feeling is the excitement of...

the end won’t be seen with a BANG. you won’t catch it coming round the corner it’ll creep up - a caught-in-the-throat comment never...

You are too young to live and die Underneath this starry sky And I know you’d rather be eating your mother’s pie But you must attack thy...

My moon, my sun; a blossom . you began so rare and so wild. a posy pink ; i repulsed at your beauty but you grew, as did i. we became...

Hypothesis: I think I may be in love with you. Correction: I am indeed, utterly, completely, undoubtedly in love with you. I’ve been...

(A villanelle - an old poetic form with 19 lines and repeating lines.) Shadows crawl and shadows leap Nightmares, horrors in the night...

I could be a kid again; take me back to when all that mattered was the ice cream sandwich dripping down my chin. I could be a kid again;...

You may not see me, but I see you. You may see a grey tint, a long scar, a dirty hand. But still not me. I see crisp leaves dancing in...

Nothing but a small croak escaped parched lips, as a young girl crawled into a dimly lit gas station. A man stepped out from behind the...

I bet a felt tip pen feels different in a pencil case of black biros I bet a peacock seems strange in a flock of pigeons I bet a monarch...

One can gather an image of a person Become acquainted with their way of life With naught but a fleeting look Into the silence, into the...

Where Does Water Begin? Water begins in the - But where does water begin? Is it in the clouds Which, looking down Seem to frown Upon the...

“I’m just touching base about the report you’re working on.” I stare at the stray hair trying so hard to escape her tight bun. “It will...

There was an man lived in our apartment, an old man, a quiet man. My girlfriend and I didn’t quite notice when he moved in. He was just...

Can you feel it? The cool, crisp, bite of A cold winter's morning Sun creeping its way Up behind the desolate apartments Rows and rows...

(editor: We don't normally publish letters like this, but it has been an election year, and this was a great letter) Dear Jacinda Ardern,...

Let me go to the hills They stand so clear against the sky. Let me run against the currents Across the harbour, The waves will scald my...

She used to have freedom She was free Of all the things that poison her brain But she is older She has responsibilities And she is no...

I'm standing there, really standing there. Those are my feet standing on the curb, my fingers curling and uncurling in front of my...