Issue 37 | March 2019 |

People Don’t Think About Things Like That- Paul Brownsey

The puppy squirms in Janine's muscular arms as she rings the bell, but its squirming is eager, its energy indistinguishable from delight — delight...

The Burden – Essay

    The Burden - The Gardener by Rudyard Kipling. By Mike Smith Several critics of Kipling mention this story. It comes in the 1926 Debits and Credits...

Aspiring to a watery heroism – Essay by Nigel Jarrett

Nigel Jarrett is a former newspaperman and a double prizewinner as a fiction writer: the Rhys Davies Award for short fiction and, in 2016, the...

Blight- New Fiction

My hands are wet. I washed them before I left the house but didn't dry them, the towel in the bathroom already used to...

White Ink- Fiction- John Higgins

Yet another pretentious arsehole spouting off about aesthetic theories. What is he looking for? To see how long he can shitetalk before sand falls...

Review- case of mis en abyme.

Carla Scarano D’Antonio moved to England (Lancashire then Surrey) in 2007 from Rome (Italy) and started attending creative writing courses. She obtained a Degree...

In extremis: Reviewed by Richard Lance Keeble

The life of war correspondent Marie Colvin, by Lindsey Hilsum.

Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon- Poetry

BREAKWATER                Dusted by sand, fanned by spring breezes, she lies in her shingle bed. She and her lover, dreamed through yesterday: held real life...

Queens of the May and other poems- Catriona Clutterbuck

QUEENS OF THE MAY Mayday. White afternoon light in the white mouth of the year. Follow a blue thread of sound to the braid of girls in their convent-school...

Poetry- Harry Dell

What’s False About Cracked Teeth? There are words I will not write here, and not the ones already locked up in lizard skin. No lock or clasp...

Dylan Everett: New Poetry

Textroots. (5 poems) Text/isle roots Tree flow she knows no end in the wind and dirt and poison she breath, no breeze no delicate hope, no...

Some Young One

‘I don’t want to go out, you know,’ Louise said as she ran the straighteners through her long blonde hair. Siobhan didn’t answer her. Instead...

Writers’ Coaching Clinic : Anne Tannam.

  Someone recently asked me why I decided to run a monthly writers’ coaching clinic. After all, I co-facilitate a weekly writers’ forum, so was...

Remembrance – A Review

Remembrance is a form of honour. We remember because we love.  The more we cherish a memory, the stronger it becomes. Last year I washed...

New Poetry- Arthur Broomfield

The return of the artist It was that kind of a once-in-a-lifetime snow and hailstones day so dreamed of by smug artists and Yale dons, dendrological in a...

Lucy Durneen- New Poetry

Hill of Moses That argument about the Brontës, I am thinking of it again - of Emily, I mean, the unremarkable virgin - I am thinking of her out...

The Wandering Bard- Essay by Frances Browner.

Biography: Frances Browner grew up in Dublin, spent twenty years in New York and now resides in County Wicklow. She has been writing fiction...

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