Yesterday

By Robert Beveridge   Wrapped in each other's arms we each whispered “I don't want to leave you” at the same time so now, twenty-four hours and three hundred miles later I stare at the picture you pressed into my hand and try to believe you're here beside me on the couch as I write … Continue reading Yesterday

Yesterday

By Rob Schackne It meets the eye yesterday we met migrants walking on the beach out of sight they turned waxing crescent yesterday we met they came back there was a boat that's not it what meets the eye yesterday we met a bloodbath  yesterday we met at the poetry shop yesterday we met on … Continue reading Yesterday