Fairy Tales and other poems by Jonathan Duckworth
Mediation. Shallow rill of air between our throats & the arrow that finds an artery. Our dreams boiled down, reduced to waxen dreck. Less ask, more tell, say we; do not [...]
Reykjavik
The Huldufolk by Liz Kay
You had spent most of your years gazing at the moon like a thick haired child on a Christmas advert but the orange plane to Reykjavik would do instead. That had been on my [...]
Vending Machine Press 