Will Harris

‘I must / have been the only one to catch his eye, to hold it.’

Adam Fitzgerald

‘Would you like to come with me for some / old-fashioned inconclusive combat?’

J.V. Foix

‘all in black, her arms raised in the air, their shadow sketching some malign bird I couldn’t recognize’

Issue 115

Sadaf Halai

‘It made the sound of / a small balloon dropping.’

Issue 112

Hasina Gul

Issue 135

Leontia Flynn

‘The opposite of simply sitting about / in your head, like an egg in eggshell.’

Issue 112

Yasmeen Hameed

‘Tell me, what is this cry of pain in the air?’

Issue 131

Peter Gizzi

‘was it wind or a creature / am I here or is it over’

Troy Jollimore

‘Our conversations faltered, the celestial musicians / took a break between sets, and all the little engines / we had so painstakingly gathered and constructed / lapsed into stillness for a few brief moments.’

Issue 130

Anjum Hasan

‘motorcyclists like to howl / and dogs drop bulging bags of garbage / from their mouths when they see other dogs / they want to mount’

Lavinia Greenlaw

‘Do they dance for those creatures / whose unmade selves / come unbuttoning out of the dark?’

Issue 106

Fanny Howe

‘Every cupboard is old, / every glass and cup / wiped clean.’

Kim Fu

‘I see them as a needlepoint sampler, / flowing script that reads: everyone suffers.’

Ishion Hutchinson

‘The train station was a cemetery. / Drunk with spirits, another being entered.’