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Issue 3 out now!
feat. Tawona Sithole, Carine Topal, Alan Spence, Niall Campbell, Tessa Berring
The most I ever saw was a cup,
drained in the soft light of the pier,
as fishing market drew down to a close;
the oilskins shining, the wide moon
bathed in its own night oil. We knew
the taste enough, that spitting flavour,
but there the competition came
to how much, right then, each could drink.
from, 'Learning to Drink Seawater, Ludaig' by Niall Campbell
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