by Rachel Piercey | Oct 2, 2024 | Issue 8 poems
You know those tiny animals – the ones that cause hysteria? They’re found in every country, from New Zealand to Nigeria. Most people are afraid of them or view them as inferior, and no one seems to like them much, but we should LOVE bacteria! Yes, some of them are...
by Rachel Piercey | Oct 2, 2024 | Issue 8 poems
Mice are small. The chocolate ones are often white. The ones in other colours may not be chocolate. So don’t eat them. Unless you’re an Ancient Roman. Which is unlikely. There are harvest mice. They help bring the corn in. I think there are door mice. If I said there...
by Rachel Piercey | Oct 2, 2024 | Issue 8 poems
* Wayne Medford writes both poetry and non-fiction. He writes for both children and adults, focussing on nature and personal memoir. Wayne is a regular spoken word performer in Tyneside. He is a member of Cullerpoets, and North Tyneside Writers’ Circle,...
by Rachel Piercey | Oct 2, 2024 | Issue 8 poems
Oh Eraser! Keeper of my secrets, knower of my mischievous graphite heart. Before I even had a point, you had my back. So maybe I draw a curly-ended mustache on a muskrat, a booger on a boa constrictor, and tiny heiney cheeks… well, everywhere. And maybe that boa...
by Rachel Piercey | Oct 2, 2024 | Issue 8 poems
Just before it fades away to be reborn, brand new, like a perfectly manicured fingernail is the waning crescent moon. It’s out of reach, this little moon that shines like polished stone. But just before it fades, rejoice, as we’ve ten little moons of our own! *...
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