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Guest Editors

Mark Goodwin: Beneath Space // Coil Evolver

Beneath Space

Beneath Space (Numerous LEDs in a Republic) Continue reading “Mark Goodwin: Beneath Space // Coil Evolver”


Konstantinos Papacharalampos: Hi, Passenger

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Based in London, Konstantinos Papacharalampos (Greece, 1988) works in poetry, performance, installation and regeneration. After releasing K – On (ed. Entefktirio, 2011) his poems appeared in leading magazines in Greek and Russian and installed in situ in contemporary art festival Action Field Kodra. He then performed his second book Είναι/ Íne (ed. FRMK, 2015) in English (Velorose Gallery, London) and Greece (Lola Nikolaou Gallery, i.a.). Selected work was translated in German for Dichtung mit Biss (Freie Universität Berlin: ed. Romiosini/ CeMoG, 2018) and English for Futures: Poetry of the Greek Crisis (Penned in the Margins, UK, 2015). He holds a Diploma in Rural and Surveying Engineering from Aristotle University of Thessaloniki and an MSc Real Estate from CASS Business School (London). In 2018 he released his new poetry book, 3: Ανθρώπων Ιστορία/ 3: Anthrópon Istoría (ed. Koukounari), the hybrid pop project about repetition of ego in social media. See more from Konstantinos in his website or contact him via email. Twitter: @Kon_Papach  Continue reading “Konstantinos Papacharalampos: Hi, Passenger”

SJ Fowler: The Gush & more . . .

an excerpt from The Gush by SJ Fowler

from the Gush for Paul

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Astra Papachristodoulou: Astropolis

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SPLIT – Elanacharan Gunasekaran

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Sculpted: Richard Biddle


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Air cooled life-forms: Rob Miller

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Air cooled life-forms by Rob Miller

About the series //

Work produced for the Grey Planet series reflects the incalculable absurdity of a global economy fundamentally at odds with our shared ecology – the [im]material flows of commerce, a fiction of progress constructed from pure exceptionalism. We the first of the last men trade more than futures; these transactions create a terminal velocity in which we attempt to live a myth not yet even imagined. We are faced then with a new and inescapable reality, in which the world-wide blindness of our impact is matched only by the eco-anxiousness of the few. Willingness alone simply produces an artifice of meaning and self-indulgent virtue signalling – conflicted anxieties of which I am equally guilty. 
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SJ Fowler: the future-facing, the avant-garde & more via the Scaffold Podcast

SJ Fowler was interviewed by Matthew Blunderfield  for Episode 12 of the Scaffold Podcast. In this interview Steven talks about many things, but of particular relevance to my guest editorship are his thoughts on the avant-garde, and future-facing poetry. I hope you may find this interview useful. With thanks to the Scaffold Podcast, Matthew Blunderfield & SJ Fowler.

“After trying for a couple of years to write smooth poems about wild animals or foxes or whatever poets do in the countryside I realised actually I can’t control anything, I’m going to die, and that language, before that death, will not comfort me […] The first note of understanding language before you re-displace it as an art form is to understand that it will always fail to communicate what you want to communicate.”

(image: your own double-entry by SJ Fowler)



Burning House Press are excited to welcome PAUL HAWKINS as our NOVEMBER guest editor! As of today Paul will take over editorship of Burning House Press online for the full month of November.

Submissions for Paul are open from today – 1st November and will remain open until 23rd November.

Paul’s Theme for the month is as follows



Paul has introduced his theme for your guidance:


Facing up to the future


Please submit work of a future-facing, avant-garde nature that is singly or a combination of form(s): poetry, prose, visual artworks, collage, sound, photography, musical scores, architectural design, forms, maps, film, sketches, plans, short stories in which context dominates content.


for e.g.


the poetry of: space-junk, fake news, black ops, artificial intelligence,

the visual taste of global-warming, #metoo, rising-tides

the musical scent of Brexit, Trump, The Cloud

the sound map of: gentrification, water-shortage, anarchism


ENCOURAGED: work that is collaborative, radical, experimental, intersectional, across form(s) & across discipline(s).

Continue reading “NOVEMBER 2018 Guest Editor Is PAUL HAWKINS!!! Theme: FACING UP TO THE FUTURE”


Aaand that’s a wrap! Burning House Press would like to thank October’s Guest Editors SHE SPEAKS UK for selecting, curating and presenting an INCREDIBLE array of writing and art on the theme/s GENDER & REVOLUTION – and for all of the endeavour and hard work that has gone into managing the month   – THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING, EMERCIANA, AOIFE, & JO!!!

Massive thank you also goes to everyone who contributed to the theme/s and all who continue to send BHP your writing and art – we are so happy and grateful that you entrust us with your work, thank you!!! xX

Here it is, the full GENDER & REVOLUTION EDITION – every selection in one place for you to read/peruse – enjoy!!! xX Continue reading “GENDER & REVOLUTION EDITION – SELECTED/CURATED/PRESENTED BY OCTOBER 2018 GUEST EDITORS SHE SPEAKS UK”

Flash Fiction & Two Poems by C. L. Ayre 

Between your [social] legs

Sometime in the past, B was born..

B breathes, welcoming the air external to the host person.

A: ‘What is between your legs, little one?’

B cries.

A: ‘Congratulations, it’s a.. >insert binary pronoun here< .’

B cries, again.

A: ‘What are you going to call >insert corresponding binary pronoun, here< ?’

Sometime later, after B has spent years experiencing on earth..

B: ‘I still breathe, and cry. The questioning human at my birth got the pronoun wrong. It was a mistake to think that my anatomy somehow directly corresponded to a distinctive set of social behaviours. Or, knowingly or unknowingly, any attempts to make that the case. Other determining factors which continue to make me me, were quite underestimated, overlooked or ignorantly bypassed. As were possibility and actuality.’

B Pauses.

B: ‘Yes, I have something between my legs, and person/human/homo sapien is my name’

A: ‘What is between your.. social.. legs, big one?’

B: ‘A variety of focal points for questioning. And I may not be one, but many. And why the assumption of ‘I’, anyway? But that’s for another time.’

Continue reading “Flash Fiction & Two Poems by C. L. Ayre “

Carnival and Lent by Laurence Thompson

A jar of paint-thick blood and mire

To wet an oxen’s head

A finger blackened by the fire

And pressed against the red.


A mask of white upon the fool

Who stares up from the feast

A couple fleeing with their mule

But cannot move the beast.

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As I Rise by ReVerse Butcher


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ReVerse Butcher is a multi-disciplinary artist with focuses in making unique artist’s books, collages, visual art, writing & performance. She will use any medium necessary to engage and subvert reality until it is less dull and oppressive. When she grows up she wants to be a well-read recluse. She currently lives in Melbourne, Australia.

Monstrous Woman by Leanne Moden

I want to be a Monstrous Woman

To speak out of turn

To take up space

To scandalise tabloid newspapers


I want to question authority

To win more fights than I lose

To take my fair share

And allow you to take yours too


I want never to apologise for myself again

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Poem, Writing & Art by Alix Hyde

Yellow Flower

Are you a girl

or a boy?


my nephew would ask me,


I’d smile and try not to answer

for as long as I could.


But he was so persistent, so

needy for reassurance.

My nephew is secure in his boyhood;

no questions, no blurriness

in his mind. He, him,

boy things, boy clothes

and books.


But me? An enigma, Continue reading “Poem, Writing & Art by Alix Hyde”

Wrap by Sam Kaner



Sam Kaner is a visual artist and writer based in Nottingham, UK. Her work is rooted in the personal experience of social and political navigation as a depressed trans woman of colour.

Her work is documented on her website,, and on her Instagram account, @skamglamart.

3 Poems and 1 Haibun by Robin Anna Smith



I exist somewhere between `

            a match and a flame,

                          a tear and the sea,

a handful of clay and a sculpted vase.

No other being determines or

             influences which form I take,

                          which direction I follow,

which air I choose to breathe into my lungs.

Those who fear my state of being

              fear the unknown,

                         the unsubscribed,

                                the undeclared.

And that which causes their unease is my strength.



gender is the seam of ill-fitting pants

that, no matter how they are altered,

continue to give me a painful wedgie.


it is a pair of support tights,

that I’m required to wear beneath a skirt,

which gives me a miserable yeast infection.


the only relief is to remove the constraints

of gender entirely and allow myself

to breathe freely…


droplets of revolution

ideas require darkness and a steady drizzle to germinate. letters and syllables mingle. seeping layer by layer into the ground. entwine and thrive deep in the earth. forming stories which push their way up. they present themselves without shame. basking in sunlight. continuing to grow. shouting the brightness of their names. for as long as we tend to them…


rainseed I feed words to the cloud


The way we communicate, specifically with stories, is part of what makes us human. It’s how we know about our past, how we investigate and work through our present, and how we can contribute to the future. By writing our own narratives, we take control instead of allowing them to be written for us. As with growing plants, timing is important in the process of culminating and sharing our stories. This process is a way we can work through conflict and maintain the power of our identities—our resolution for revolution.


biopicrsmithRobin Anna Smith (she/her) is a non-binary, disabled writer and visual artist, currently residing in Wilmington, Delaware. She primarily writes about personal experiences with trauma, loss, disability, mental health, and gender identity. She is a regular contributor at Rhythm & Bones Lit. Her work appears or is forthcoming in a variety of online and print journals internationally, and in Unsealing Our Secrets: A Short Poem Anthology About Sexual Abuse and You Are Not Your Rape Anthology.

More of her work can be found at her website and Twitter @robinannasmith.


For Lydia by Becky Deans

Good golly miss Molly

Did you marry a man with a miner’s lamp and

No brolly?


Didn’t you know that the marriage bed came sprinkled with

Soot? Did he blind you

With a title, then tempt you with a butty?


How long did you keep that aspidistra flying?

Through the childbirth and the child death

And the end of the piano music

Continue reading “For Lydia by Becky Deans”

Battle of the Sexes by Lauren Winson

Pink is pretty and bravery blue (or so we’ve been told)

forgetting that once upon a time

Victorians held the opposite view-

so when will we stop

teaching young children

that pink, make up, Barbie dolls and dresses are for girls

whilst boys have blue, guns and action heroes?


When will it end?


Women raised to believe they need saving,

their short skirts sexualised from infancy,

infants expected to be raised by their mothers,

not fathers, these men taught to save everyone:

except for themselves.

Continue reading “Battle of the Sexes by Lauren Winson”

Gender Lines by Jennifer Moore

Two sides, no in-between, began I don’t know when

No, no, you can’t confuse the ladies with the men

Each day the frame repeats

We’re told the story again

In silence and in actions, signs and words


These are the questions thou shalt not ask

These are the persons thou shalt not see

And these commandments are all we need

It’s dangerous

Beyond the gender lines

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