Call For Submissions For Issue 2 of The Night Forest Journal.

Following the response we have received for the first issue of The Night Forest Journal, we are pleased to announce the call out for submissions for the second issue. As a project that is based online, it is clear that those who want to write with us, and those who enjoy reading our words, share [...]

I Am Julian’s by Julian Langer

I am Julian’s screaming revenge I want to bleed black paint To cover cities full of people Living their empty little lives I am Julian’s absentee God If I could smash all the icons Of my hallowed father I’d walk through the dust I am Julian’s brain tumour The searing white hot migraines The kind [...]

Old Man Winter by Gypsy Marie

Cold as stone and death and bones are the frosts of Old Man Winter the children's fright on Krampus night chills both saints and sinners Sacrifices upon Kronos wheel frigid and biting as steel All that keeps, is what Saturn seeks For age is gone, neither kept nor won As old as the change of [...]

Untitled, 28th Dec ‘18 by Phen Weston

I once ate the world! Wrapped around its roots And bled upon dead forest floors. For what? In words I am the limited, Devoid of empathy. Standing Rage that carves through rock Wind, rain and hours To be ignited like marsh gas. Burned out. There were days When I was limb and night. Aches and [...]

Fingers of Paradise by Brendon Crook

Upon a flowers petal I sensed the Universe, As she fluttered to the breezes beckoning. I saw the forests, The oceans, The most distant star and furthest galaxy. I saw slivers of light escaping the clouds in a broken sunset, As night devours the final vestiges of daylight. As creation poured forth in fitful waves [...]


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Consort of Death by Brendon Crook

Hear it surging through the trees, As it wails for thy soul. Dark shadows against a silver moon, Proclaiming its illusion of grandeur. Its cold claws tearing, At thy final flits of freedom, Its chilling bewail is, Calling to thee. Can thee hear the piercing, Demented howling? ‘Tis thy soul it wishes to vanquish, Wishing [...]