Storytelling Souvenirs
Words: Anaїs Silva (she/her) every time I hear this story, I remember being little and walking around that village with my mum and seeing her point out the bridge, the… Read More »Storytelling Souvenirs
Creative Writing
Food is everything we are
Words by: Tom Cran (he/him) Despite it being a one-man army in the kitchen, everyone still fills up the cramped space, chatter of offering to help, filling up whatever space… Read More »Food is everything we are
Birthday Gifts
Words: Alice McCloskey (she/her) The lilies you gave me are rotting softly on my windowsill.As the light outside grows brighter,it ushers in the quiet whispering caresses of early Spring. Its… Read More »Birthday Gifts
Miss me, but let me go
Words: Julieta Garzón Campos (she/her) For GloriaTime envelops you like silk. There is silence, beneath the laughter. There is uncertainty as I tighten my fist. I still hold on to… Read More »Miss me, but let me go
Once yours, now mine.
Words: Isla Rose Perkins (she/her) I remember the smell hitting my nose as soon as I stepped foot, in. A play for the senses to take character of. Every corner… Read More »Once yours, now mine.
Wish to the Fae of Bail na cnoc
Words: Isla Rose Perkins (she/her) Bail na cnoc – the village in the hills. You wean me onto your spells Your calling power amongst plinths Your fairy abode shrouded in… Read More »Wish to the Fae of Bail na cnoc
Wrinkles, Scars, and Smile Lines: The Body’s Souvenirs of Living
Words: Charlie Linton (she/her) With age, she has lost so much of what held her back. ‘Do not complain about growing old. It is a privilege denied to many’ –… Read More »Wrinkles, Scars, and Smile Lines: The Body’s Souvenirs of Living
Sometimes cool, mostly difficult
Words: Isaac Quirke (he/him) ‘It was just for fun’ That’s what we pushed through wind-burned teeth on nuclear-occasions when the shit from the belly of the star was all around… Read More »Sometimes cool, mostly difficult
A Trip to the Seaside
Words: Rachel Currie (she/her) Come winter or summer, everything is everywhere. It’s all right before me. It is bright; so bright. Pinned to my cork board, there he is. Zoltar… Read More »A Trip to the Seaside
Historians Say She Lived in Glasgow
Words: Martha Wright (she/her) I hope my memento does it justice, though I’m not sure anything could. The smoke, the lights, the friends, the lovers, everyone coming together and, for… Read More »Historians Say She Lived in Glasgow