Sanctuary
She knows that he is suffering, too. But her grief seems more than one lifetime’s worth.
James Hutton
Till Death Do Us Part
A visual poem.
Contributors
Presenting contributors across eight countries for our Howl at the Moon issue with accompanying artwork by The Young Lass
Lately I Can Only Watch Two Things
Listen to the gravel and see how each/clink of glass finds a beat in my starving/heart.
Tired of Being an Estuary
lay one/single finger, &/i’ll scream until negative/space holds itself in wait