Pick of the day
Story of the week
Poem of the week
Posted by Di_Hard on Mon, 07 Jan 2019
we make our faces look
plastic like dolls we had
as children, un aging
if we can afford to
pay in plastic. Package
fruit so it won't go black
as air around an oil well stops
growing lungs, while we drink
from bottles dropped like rain
into the sea, drowningRead more
As always, it's been a pleasure to read all the wonderful contributions to the site - not only the poetry and prose, but also the generosity of you all when you take the time to give your support, encouragement and much appreciated help to each other - so a big...Read more
Picks of the Month
Posted by rosaliekempthorne on Tue, 25 Dec 2018
All I want for Christmas is words.
Just a scatter of words. Just a handful.
I find my eyes drawn back towards the phone on the wall in the hallway – a retro scene, a lost time, our lost time…
I wait for it to ring.
Instead a silver parcel at my doorstep. Shiny, light-catching foil paper, with a curly white ribbon about it. A little card on the top.
I crouch to read the card.Read more