Poetry: Advent
My not-quite pilgrimage: the train, the tube cutting the city southeast to northwest – a husband or a chaperone, scared to send me out...
Selcouth Station
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- Dec 28, 2020
Flash Fiction: Heat Wave
In waking moments, she dreamt of only blue skies. A rolling summer like the hills on her bedsheets. Time still to share with the body...
- Jan 1, 2020
Balloon in the Intersection at Night & Other Poems
Acquiesce Crystalline spider, size of a seed, thumbs clenched edges of the impenetrable peony bud, balled until it’s ready, ...
- Jun 26, 2019
Poetry: "How We Sat Under An Empty Bowl Of The Sky The Pilgrims On Water St"
The same thing we do to a cigarette we do to memories as well: Throughout the night we let it burn, Then flatten it under our shoes...
- Jun 24, 2019
Poetry: "When Pigs Can Fly"
When Pigs Can Fly one day when pigs can fly we’ll be at peace with males ancients who deny we are equal to them assume we...
- May 17, 2019
Perfect Day
Perfect Day An April day, the light as sharp as paint, Sea air, and yet no hint of on-shore chill. It was the perfect day for lifetime...
- Mar 28, 2019
Poetry: Grandpa George, Grandma Georgina
Grandpa George, Grandma Georgina Pair of crumbling humbled freak flag ex-hippies’ newfangled rally towels waved high rounding several...
- Mar 26, 2019
Poetry: iTrapped
iTrapped wilted flowers bloomed boden yummy posed in half a jam jar of sugar water looking photoshop glossy page beautiful this is all...
- Mar 10, 2019
A Wintery Walk in My Mind
Follow Louise on Twitter: @Tern_the_page The butterflies have awoken early, stirred into action by unseasonably warm weather rarely...