Up high, down low—too slow! Beware the giant hands, warns Nicola Andrews in this frenetic new poem.
Backne, butt hair and boob jobs. Get close and personal to a body in flux with Sylvan Spring.
A tender poem of gravity and gold by self-declared professional menace El Spurlock.
Kyra Lawler draws inspiration from Orville Peck’s “Dead of Night” and searches for a slice of cliché among the vastness of the universe.
Laura Vincent presents an ode to snacks. The humble, the nostalgic, the delicious, and everything in between.
Poet Katalaina Polata’ivao imagines a time when they once again visit their homeland.
Dark and visceral, Kat Rowan writes of feeling out of sync with womanhood in stanzas that will leave you feeling unspooled.
In this new poem Cadence Chung releases whispers and secrets from their homes in tucked-away tupperware, stashed deep in the back cupboard.
War wages on the front lines of Ted Greensmith-West’s prose, with weaponised words used in the daily combat of existence.
Through this piece, Pōneke-based poet harold coutts transports you to a moment in August of 2021, where wind buffets your face and the salt spray stings your eyes. Remember to breathe deeply.
In a dream, you saw a way to survive, and you were filled with joy.
Help keep the lights on.