He is drowning in a sea of words. A language that will never belong to him: hypothesis, photosynthesis, thesis - conform. The teacher’s monotonous monotone voice drones on as wave upon wave of words pummel towards him. He catches the odd one or two, but most pass by as he slowly drifts further out to… Continue reading Just Words by Sarah Williams
Sometimes my face reeks of the disappointments As if someone will look at me And tell in an instant that I have wanted to die in the past As if someone will pass by me And the sweat of my body will tell him about how I coughed when I put my mother's stole around… Continue reading Camouflage by Bharti Bansal
I want to be seen I want to be heard My voice is just too mute for words Surrounded by a sea of people Yet feeling empty Trapped in my thoughts There is no one here that can save me And then you appear A glimmer of hope In the corner of the… Continue reading Alone by Anon
I’m sad for what we could’ve been, I’m sad for what we could’ve had, I’m sad for the world we could’ve made, And isn’t it scary, How I know my way round your body, I know your pains, your truths, your lies, I know about all your pastel skies, Yet I know about your goodbyes.… Continue reading Pastel Skies by Ben Robinson
The bed is filled with wax and your arms are wax stuck around my wax back I think about cutting them off so I can keep you around I’d give you my tongue in exchange and let you put it inside the clock, move the hands back so we have more time to stick and… Continue reading Dinner party by Sophia Georghiou
I hoped my first time drinking I’d still taste Cherryade. At 14, I had a beer, something from a dark bottle - tasted an early sip of hell. At 16, I had a sip of vodka and coke, got it down me like it was mother curing my ailments with Cowpol. I… Continue reading My Pocket Crumbs by Jack Stacey
Never have I known I've been the best con; Guileless was I, pondering I'm incapable of deceiving anyone... Don't ever think I won't show My demons and claws For I've deciphered your cause, But fell and was wounded; All my life I had to run For that perfection Which wasn't for me... It's the fury,… Continue reading Capable by Miss Kanishka
O the melancholy ties chains around my hands and crawls to my neck as i choke with the pain of my breaking heart. i cry aloud “where are you? why do these roads lead to the end of the earth and yet still our stars do not align? Follow Maddie on Instagram at @maddie_ringer and… Continue reading The End of the Earth by Madeleine Ringer
With the saturation on high blurred faces in the sunlight overexposed selves bodies in the afterglow of shouting screaming I can\t hear you this place is fragile and caving in on us little kingdom full of life and light saturated land full of blood drumbeat heartbeat pounding like fucking open hearts just holding hands stay… Continue reading Saturation by Amanda Fleming
Our bikes leant against each other, my father’s wheel empty, my own, squeaking, growing weeds, four years too small his desk breathed damp and cigar must flashed corners of divorce papers I guess he was too illiterate to read them The best dad in the world mug sat in a ring of… Continue reading My Father’s Workshop by Summer Young
