Embodied
I opened my eyes and saw the baby fox in the yellow light. Can you share my grief?
by Wardah Thanvi 20/02/2021
I opened my eyes and saw the baby fox in the yellow light. Can you share my grief?
by Wardah Thanvi 20/02/2021
It's sometimes hard to keep going, but you're doing better than you realise.
by Rose Ramsden 23/01/2021
'It’s hard to muster the will / To push myself into uncomfortable shapes / Just to be in…
by Samir Knego 12/01/2021
CW: suicidal ideation Editor’s note: Further to the content warning, we would like to emphasise that this poem…
by Isabella Walton 07/12/2020
courage conspires with ravenous growlsin the pit below my lungsexternal cushion disguisingthe primitive pangspaining each breathand all breaths…
by Thena Mimmack 15/07/2020
my cells staged a mutiny and I am unaware of its cause.I awake as muscles pull and scream, while…
by Alex Day 30/05/2020
So: When the goblin freak contracts, To place the wall against her back. When every platitude’s a tax,She’s gone like drainwater…
by Angus Brown 24/05/2020
I cannot see the ocean's end Though I squint into the sun and - muscles aching - Search…
by Emily Layton 21/05/2020
Tears seep out of my joints crying for a chairFor a chance to relax,No pick up the slackMy…
by Isabella Walton 19/05/2020