light enters passes through hitting the lens for her to receive images, dreams. behind darkness of closed eyes lies sight of the spirit...

I can’t sleep there is a light behind my eyes a naked bulb I can’t switch off, my thoughts are drawn to it like moths. I fumble for the...

Day by day she dresses me, in sunrise early light. She holds my hand, caresses it. Her veins glow warm And blue. I dream of her, pink and...

Mess of fur and blood stuck to the fender, four hundred pounds huddled against the guard- rail in the highway, red stomach full of apples...

I find myself wondering how I got here. In this state. In this place. Nothing feels familiar, yet I recognise something in every glance...

It starts small things you say, That I don’t notice you’re repeating yourself again, Until I do and I cry. You get confused by...

Congratulations to the writers selected for our first ever online journal Mind, Brain and Body. Thank you so much to everyone for your...

Hello and welcome to Snowe Journal, a literary publication dedicated to showcasing unique, subversive poetry, short stories, and...