Rope Trick

Twisted strands of silent bangles, Bloody hands from knots and tangles, Slung and tied, she is suspended Vertically, rolled and upended In an age-old circus trick On a rope tensile and thick, She slips up fibres like a snake Up vines, praying they will not break. Kim M. Russell, 2016 – Natalia Drepina My response […]

Train Spotting

Troops of ivy-throttled trees line the abandoned railway track. Snorting round the bend, an asthmatic locomotive coughs along to the clickety-clack, smoky echoes of a ghost drumming up memories of day trips to the coast: screaming in a tunnel, waiting on a platform, waving at passengers who always waved back. Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image […]

Untitled (Last Piece of the Ocean)

each ripple is a piece of jigsaw shapes that sea and saw to infinity and beyond pieced together in a pond swimming pool lake or river warm as blood or cold as a shiver interlocking seahorse rocking seashell washing beach-crashing a wavy motion casting away the last piece of the ocean Kim M. Russell, 2016 […]