Forever Endeavour launched a whole year ago today and we are so grateful to everyone who has been a part of our journey over the last year. Forever Endeavour began as a passion project from two creative writing graduates, hoping to create a community of like-minded writers and showcase their voices and ideas. Since our… Continue reading One Year of Forever Endeavour
I dreamt about snow and cataclysm; Of hopes shattering like glass, Falling like stardust upon the mountain heads. I dreamt of metal; Of titanium bars cracking the fragile surface of yellow bone, Infecting the core with their metallic presence. I dreamt of time piercing pale flesh; Of needles and razors, and blood Seeping from all… Continue reading Transcendence by Iona Stuart
For Serena On the seashore she sang Her heart pouring into the ocean Powerful air whipping breath into salty sea spray No end and no beginning The beach holds tales told by her sandy toes As they sink into her warm embrace Broken shells gently crunch under those familiar feet Weaving back into salt dust… Continue reading Call from the Ocean by Alexandra Vick | Pride Month
With Lemon Curd Magazine ready to launch its second issue, we sat down with Beth Phillips, founder of the art and literary magazine, to find out more about its inspirations, and her advice for anyone wanting to start their own creative enterprise. What is Lemon Curd? Lemon Curd is an art and literary magazine that… Continue reading An Interview with Lemon Curd Magazine
A couple walked hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, through the miserable British weather. Typical. August was the month of sun, beach trips and burnt skin – not drizzling rain and grey clouds, which were crowding overhead. Yuni held a decorative umbrella above them both, absent-mindedly twisting the pink shaft in her free hand. The… Continue reading Biggest Fan, pt. 7 by Heather Taylor
After listening to his words, I felt the ground slipping away from under my feet. It felt like history was repeating itself by playing its sick games with me, again. I knew that he was waiting for my reaction while the others waited for my reply but I was so consumed by the sense of… Continue reading Past Striked The Present by Nermeen Naveed
Meet me in my darkness Let us dance under the stars Subdue my demons with cherished promises Dance with me until the mirror clears for its seeing things which cannot exist. I'm getting lost in my darkness again.
You stole the rainbow from my sky, trimmed my wings and chained my legs. You painted long nights in my eyes that were full of sunlight and bright grins. You clapped on hearing cracks in my bones. You tore my skin and let me bleed. Now watch me as I show you how lone warriors… Continue reading Watch Me Now by Mahvash Irshad | International Women’s Day Celebration
Happy International Womens Day to all our amazing female writers and readers! For too long, women have been told who to be. We want women to realise that they are in control of who they are, that they are not in competition with one another and that they can love what they’re told not to.… Continue reading Happy International Women’s Day!
ocean dances like the dirt bike on ridgacre road, lustful and longing and silent at noon. ocean pulls at my feet, collecting heavy steps and heartbreak for children to play with. ocean watches parents argue over where the wind catcher should go, whose turn is it to collect change, who will end up… Continue reading beachside caravan park by Beth Phillips