The words “I love you” would hang in the air between the two, but no one would actually ever say it.
If only all forgotten histories were alternatively recorded through poetry! That was my first reaction after I finished reading Hannah Lowe’s new pamphlet, Ormonde. The collection had its genesis from a notebook that belonged to ...
Dear Committee Members by Julie Schumacher How to be a Public Author, by Francis Plug by Paul Ewen Few books make me properly laugh. A wry smile, an appreciative grin at a witty turn of ...
papaya and limes for anemic red peppers, accepts
their bruised skins as another small fracture in the
bone of an unfamiliar land.
On the scrubby grass track, climbing
a deserted fell, you see a sheep…