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The Words by Genna Gardini

She said, “Love, the only thing that lives is letters.” The truth is a clamour, is a great rocking vibration that’s brittle and sex-shelled. That’s listening, a conch. I’ve looked into that mouth, and asked: Did I know you from...

Crash and Burn by Jaco Jacobs

Now this world is turning There’s people jumping and turning I saw them in their blue and red Yet, so rock and soul be wed I let you, evil, come in To see you make my world spin And still...

But none do escape Justice by Blou Leask

Iago bred deceit whispered lies drip-dropped his poison to multiply treachery with death not-too-nice this friend whose sword does knife his brother’s back in truth green-eyed snake hiss to twist in schizophrenic coloured coils this river you choose but to...

Mama Africa by Yoric Watterott

Mama Africa In anguish we suffer Your sons crawling off pavements Malnutrition only feeding pain The sun is peeling our flesh Dust inherits our lungs The land is thirsty Only tears to drink Aids stalks the unborn Brothers slaughtered by...

Self-Conscious by Yoric Watterott

I watch him I notice how he leans into the wall, Sinking into the background With one leg jittering, Hammering morse-code into the ground I watch how his lips purse over the rim, Funneling down yet another cup of coffee...