by Michael Mackmin | Jan 12, 2016 | Poems in The Rialto
The Seagull now eating my sandwich by Emily Wills computes a multimap of all the local take-outs behind his brassy glare. Bird-brained, above us all, he sat-navs through south-westerlies, tunnels low cloud, champions right of way over starling and rook. Inland, he...
by Guest Blogger | Jan 4, 2016 | Poems in The Rialto
Quiet road home by Dean Parkin We haven’t spoken for miles and I nearly let it past but I want to go back, so turn around in a sudden side road, a quick shift that squeals wheels, try to explain, I need to show you. You’re unsure what’s been said,...
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