It's good to touch
the green, green grease of boneThere is no singing
after death sets inDie, die, die Delilah
I could see the brains were good for meTight pants and a holiday tan
are abandoned with superficial vanitiesZombie cat, zombie cat, I love you!
You and your zombie cat eyes…Throw brains
not knickers
32: ZOMBIE 2.0
Poetry Editor Ivy AlvarezReleased 1 April 2010
Index of Poems
Cover Image: Katerina Sakkas
We went back to the future for our thirty-second issue, revisiting ZOMBIE (2003). Why? Well, It was a chance to pay homage to the issue of Cordite with the most braaaiins, so who needs any further excuse?






this slays me.
does it mean i'm one of them?
cool, Janine, this gave me a good laugh!
Glad others got a chuckle – I just can't look at Tom Jones without feeling… suspicious!