2 Poems by Andrew Shields [Poetry]

Crosswalk I always push the button twice at the crosswalk near my house. The second push must be a waste; … More

Sex Night – Adam Lock [Fiction]

Sex Night For over a year Reece and Jess kept their marriages separate. Now their wedding bands and her engagement … More

Decorating Cake with Thorns I’m weeping willow arms gnarled, my skin orange-brown and creaking, limbs too limp to hold hope … More

Photo of a GI Bride in a Ruined Cottage She lifts her sepia eyelids, shaded by a brown cloche bonnet. … More

The Irresistible ‘I’d like you to leave,’ says Mr Terry. ‘I’m tired of officials.’ The official parts the curtains with … More

Relativity The lights burn out and glass spins— tea-crusted rim you run a dry thumb over, pull your hand back … More

Rocks On Wheels In the waning days of the summer of 2026, G. Arthur Shale moves permanently into the abandoned … More

Sleep Start I’ve lapsed and relapsed and I may be falling from some tree. They’re playing our white noise – … More

THE CROSSING I’m on a collision course in a dark room and as the chairs rise to the ceiling I’m … More

One More Time to Get It Right It’s a Saturday afternoon in May, but instead of enjoying the beautiful springtime … More