The red brick underfoot was the only place they didn’t struggle to keep upright as they trudged through the underpass. It was when they reappeared did the mud, thick as super glue, start to stick to us again. Their shoes, socks and ankles felt heavier than ever as the hours ticked by and the sky... Continue Reading →
“The Last Tingling” by Alexia
Red eyes. Small tears rolling across the face, small whispers. Whispering so subtle you could mistake it for wind. So subtle you could mistake it for the leaves ruffling on their branches. Stars blazing in the sky. The grass is recently cut, leaving the almost bittersweet smell in the air, and prickling feelings on the... Continue Reading →
Call for Submissions – Issue 1
The theme for Vast Sky's first issue is 'home'. What does home mean to you? Is it a person, place or thing? Is it something you already have or something you're still looking for? Is it real? Is it somewhere you belong? Do you even belong? Tell us about it* in a poem, essay, short... Continue Reading →
