The world is a terrible place for sensitive people but the closer we come to losing our minds, the harder we’ll work to keep them.
– Kae Tempest, Hold Your Own
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All Seasons’ Children
by Shamik Banerjee
The child of Summer wears a crown
as bright the compass of the Sun;
whose joyful mood coruscates down
to lighten it on everyone.
2 scenes
Sestina for my grandmother
by Autumn Sharkey
Listen, there’s a sea in this shell
she said. This woman – my memory.
Beach stones shiver in the tide.
Small me waiting to hear
we look out over Portrush feeling
the sea-rhythm of the known.
6:56:46, Yeonhui-Dong
by Isabella Dunsby
you walk at an angle but you won’t let me
pull the left backpack strap
onto your shoulder, you let it hang.
Read More »Recommendations of the Month
Have you been at a loss of inspiration lately? Whatever our answer at some precise moment is, we are always looking for some more. So, we want to take our mission to keep wonder alive and kicking even further by starting a series of monthly recommendations.
To start it off, some more or less random finds which resonate like crazy with our own manifesto. So, if you are still not sure what we are doing and why, click on below.
Read More »Seedling
by Caycey Pound
Today I opened the earth. Rushed
scoops I shoveled innards
outward: a hole in-ground,
carved-out birthplace.
To see no more darkness,
I put you in no more than darkness:
I let dirt herd your blooming roots,
soil our worries away and leave
both of us warm, reaching for the sun.
If you’re brave enough
Song of the Week, #10
— Blur, The Narcissist
Always great to hear new music from Blur. This is their first single from the new album ‘The Ballad Of Darren’, out in July!
I’m going to shine a light in your eyes You will probably shine it back on me But I won’t fall this time
What’s your song of the week/month/year?
The Intimacy Of Being Understood
by Smrithi Senthilnathan
“Ready for our movie marathon tonight?” she asks.
I smile. “As long as you don’t put any heartbreaking movies, I’m game. Not in the mood to cry today.”
She punches me softly. “Just because I love sad movies doesn’t mean I don’t know anything else. Today you’ll meet another side of me.” She winked and smiled at me coyly. I shook my head, laughing as I followed her into my room, better known as our den.
“Today I’m choosing the first movie of the night,” I declare, closing the door behind me.
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