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Books v. Singularity

At the end of every year, many people make lists of their favourite books of the year. This isn’t all…

books, Consumer Culture, essay, Fiction, Kindness, Opinion Piece, Poetry, Praise, writing community

Self-Portrait of the Poet as Saudade

Saudade (n.) a feeling of longing, melancholy, or nostalgia that is supposedly characteristic of the Portuguese or Brazilian temperament. Nobody…

death, depression, free verse poetry, Poetry, sadness

Book Review: One More Number by Craig Rodgers

Craig Rodger’s ‘One More Number’ is a collection full of music, grit, and unsavoury characters. There are six stories within…

book review, Short Stories, writing community

Half-Moon

You pour a small bottle of Prosecco into your water bottle every morning. Your mouth smells of candied oranges from…

Fiction, flash fiction, micro fiction

Brûlée (Haibun)

They know me as the girl who grabs a maple latte and a vanilla creme-filled donut. During this holiday, hearts…

haibun, Poetry, poetry community, tanka, Valentine, writing community

Society (Abstract Art)

Society (2022)

Abstract Art, Art Museum, Artist, digital art, Modern Art

Blue Moons Over Soho

London is a city I never knew. I had fantastical notions of what it was like, but I wouldn’t find…

autofiction, CNF, London, writing community

Dried Kisses

after Frank O’Hara nighttime is not blue it is a black olive with a frosted window a sommelier pours thestars…

love, poet, poetry community, sadness, tanka, tanka poetry, writing community

Books I Read in January

Book v. Cigarettes – George Orwell Cultish – Amanda Montell Bright Lights, Big City – Jay McInerney No. 91/92: notes…

Book of the month, book recommendations, bookworm, Reader, reading list

Don’t Say Goodbye

A Villanelle Rotten like an apple, we were doomed from the very start. Mangled like a sickly cat, I hurl…

death, Poetry, poetry community, sadness, Sylvia Plath, villanelle, writing community

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