Edited by Jason King and Jeremy Quinn is a thrice a year kind of affair that mixes poetry, visual poetry, flash fiction and not quote so flash but still very short fiction with a few pieces of photography and artwork thrown into each edition for good measure.

The thing we like about The Delinquent is its utter lack of pretension. Jeremy and Jason are quite happy sitting something short and throw away next to the experimental and surreal. Unlike too many poetry journals The Delinquent does not mind if your poem is in an odd typeface, or is deliberately funny or even if (as in the case of Christopher Barnes regularly recurring Washing Machine series) it is typed over a photocopied picture of a washing machine.

Managing such an eclectic mix deftly is no mean feat yet the quality of the work in The Delinquent is consistently high. Now in its Seventeenth issue The Delinquent is priced at a modest £11 per year (3 issues). In the current no.17 Daniel Adey’s A Postmodernist Remembers stands out as a typically Delinquent poem:

  I squeezed an apple

to see if it felt               hard

 

   I squeezed myslef

 to see if I felt

               avant-garde

 

     My family disowned me

 because my line

 breaks

 

 are

 so

 arbitrary

The Delinquent wears its name on its sleeve. You get what you would expect from a journal named The Delinquent. Brilliant and bonkers in equal parts. It is available in print or digital formats. See http://www.thedelinquent.co.uk/ for details on how to lay your grubby digits upon a copy.

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