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May 31, 2022
your love has bloomed a garden in my mind
A creative piece by Sage Hamon When Sol opens her eyes, she finds herself placated by the intense stare of the girl nestled in the...
May 25, 2022
White light and rainbows
A poem by Sam Cooke the moment i last saw you, you were so gorgeous standing there by the door the sun created halos round you refracted...
May 13, 2022
i need a good cry
A poem by Sam Cooke secrecy and lies and hatred and lies what is up what the fuck is up with my mind out my window i see the whole world...
Apr 8, 2022
secrets dreams and nice things
this piece was constructed from notes people left at the lunar launch party. some are secrets, some are dreams, some are nice things. all...
Feb 1, 2022
The Art of Crying at your Birthday Party
Editor-in-Chief Alice Graham pens her thoughts Birthdays are hard. They just are. Whether it’s the impending sense of doom that links the...
Jan 6, 2022
Sex Doesn't Belong to Women
A poem by Sam Cooke Should I take my top off? Would you rather I keep it all on? Some like my mystery, Others skin They can lay their...
Jan 6, 2022
Glimpses
A poem by Shubham Agarwal [24.5.97] You opened your eyes for the first time today, And I swear at that moment it was the happiest I have...
Oct 29, 2021
I hate public transport
tw // sexual assault Transcription: I hate public transport. Sweat in the air Static exhaustion Silent anxieties Emitted from British...
Oct 22, 2021
The Den
Amelia Bird writes "The Den" - transcription below. Holding and held, I am sewn into the past, In this fleeting grasp of memory I am...
Oct 12, 2021
things left unsaid
transcription: if only you could bottle up happiness and save it for later date i think we could both do with some of that now the look...
Apr 13, 2021
Mother: a Poem
My mother embraces me when I least expect it, and pushes me offthe edge of the cliff when I need it the most. When I try to run away from...
Mar 22, 2021
Lost Umbrellas
That moment when We ran so fast to catch that last-minute train Rain drowning streets, dripping off metal pipes We hopped on, out of...
Mar 22, 2021
Strained Living
you look at me and i shrink into the cracks of the brickwork i find comfort in the humming of electric ( i wish i was electric ) my blood...
Mar 21, 2021
Spring's Cruel Sister
From days that look like dishwater Spring extends her little green arms Coddles us in bright midday skies And everything seems like it...
Mar 21, 2021
I Am Her and She Is Me
i am her and she is me if i tried to count how many times i would run out of fingers we would all run out of fingers so engrained it...
Mar 10, 2021
An easy fix
My throat is torn A mess Of bloody fingerprints scattering Claiming victory to my Plundered spirit It's funny. why is it so easy to Throw...
Mar 6, 2021
Ghost Campus
The Shape and the Colour In the old dusk there are Sleeping cars sinking into their wheels And someone somewhere is Knitting one,...
Feb 24, 2021
#StayatHome
Staying at home is sitting in a bright room watching the day darken behind glass. A noisy washing machine. Reruns of A Place in the Sun....
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