‘The Writing Desk’ and other poems by Sinéad McClure

‘The Writing Desk’ and other poems by Sinéad McClure

Subsidence I'm of the age now That's how my GP put it as he half muttered something about female hormones leaving my body I imagined them packing their bags happily, looking forward to exploring better terrain, cooler plains. They don't leave quietly there is a deep boom sounding in me loud enough to raise heckles [...]

“Backward Glancing on a Tehran Street” and other poems by Lynda Tavakoli

“Backward Glancing on a Tehran Street” and other poems by Lynda Tavakoli

Game On In Syria the shooters choose themes for target practice, a living video game of entertainment for the week. On Saturday it’s chins - anything below the nose, above the neck, and rifle sights explore a quivered lip as points deduct for errors – cheeks and ears are left for Sunday’s sport. On Monday, [...]