Love Letter to Hyde Park
In the Thai café, with its oily light, Its odours whose colourful shapes vaporise behind buildings. An orange glow casts a haze out into...
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- Feb 7
My Year of Very Little Rest or Relaxation
A crash course in compassion in which there are no coaches, only players I am in the autumn of my life. And for as long as I can...
- Nov 22, 2022
I am an alien, she is an atheist
I am an alien, she is an atheist what makes us so damn different. why do her bones press on my brain, why am I growing with nothing to...
- Nov 18, 2022
My Inner Monologue
Sam's Inner Monologue... I love it when he’s with me Do I really? I love him holding me, wanting me, kissing me My toes...
- Oct 25, 2022
Saying Goodbye to Summer
Ella Boxall pens her thoughts. Saying goodbye to summer is one of the hardest moments in the year for me. The world reluctantly slinks...
- Oct 25, 2022
My Home Has Left Me (Irene)
Audrey Tay writes a poem for Lippy.... Irene My home has left me. It’s left with its warmth and familiarity, the lack of novelty, its...
- Oct 11, 2022
MAGPIE BOY
i was going to call this poem ‘never fall for a narcissist’ but i thought that would be a bit discriminatory. never say never. i think...
- Aug 31, 2022
A Tale of Monkfish
Nathan Horner shares his cooking experience.... Post subjecting myself to what can only be described as quite literally an alarmingly...
- May 31, 2022
your love has bloomed a garden in my mind
A creative piece by Sage Hamon When Sol opens her eyes, she finds herself placated by the intense stare of the girl nestled in the...
- May 25, 2022
White light and rainbows
A poem by Sam Cooke the moment i last saw you, you were so gorgeous standing there by the door the sun created halos round you refracted...
- May 13, 2022
i need a good cry
A poem by Sam Cooke secrecy and lies and hatred and lies what is up what the fuck is up with my mind out my window i see the whole world...
- Apr 8, 2022
secrets dreams and nice things
this piece was constructed from notes people left at the lunar launch party. some are secrets, some are dreams, some are nice things. all...
- Feb 1, 2022
The Art of Crying at your Birthday Party
Editor-in-Chief Alice Graham pens her thoughts Birthdays are hard. They just are. Whether it’s the impending sense of doom that links the...
- Jan 6, 2022
Sex Doesn't Belong to Women
A poem by Sam Cooke Should I take my top off? Would you rather I keep it all on? Some like my mystery, Others skin They can lay their...
- Jan 6, 2022
Glimpses
A poem by Shubham Agarwal [24.5.97] You opened your eyes for the first time today, And I swear at that moment it was the happiest I have...
- Oct 29, 2021
I hate public transport
tw // sexual assault Transcription: I hate public transport. Sweat in the air Static exhaustion Silent anxieties Emitted from British...
- Oct 22, 2021
The Den
Amelia Bird writes "The Den" - transcription below. Holding and held, I am sewn into the past, In this fleeting grasp of memory I am...
- Oct 12, 2021
things left unsaid
transcription: if only you could bottle up happiness and save it for later date i think we could both do with some of that now the look...
- Apr 13, 2021
Mother: a Poem
My mother embraces me when I least expect it, and pushes me offthe edge of the cliff when I need it the most. When I try to run away from...
- Mar 22, 2021
Lost Umbrellas
That moment when We ran so fast to catch that last-minute train Rain drowning streets, dripping off metal pipes We hopped on, out of...
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