Humour, Poetry

Nocowley Road

by Siddiq Islam I wander down to Cowley Road
To see where all the cows are stowed,
But when I find no cows are there,
They tell me I should look elsewhere. ‘How rubbishly they named’, I muse,
‘A cow-named road where no cow moos,’
But on I trudge to find the cattle,
My own, determined, bovine battle. I think to […]

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Comment, Prose

SENECA LVCILIO SVO SALVTEM

by Vittorio P. Cuneo-Flood If I had a hundred mouths and a
hundred tongues, I would not even be able to begin to speak of the evils of take-away coffee. Shall I first say how this habit enslaves man, or how a man is a liar if he practises it? Ah, in the same way that […]

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Poetry

Ephemeral

by Lily Baughman You remain in the skin at my fingertips, neck Stained blue from your hair dye, Skin faded black Like your memory, edges blunted and Vignette When that one hangnail I pluck With my nylon teeth Grows back, it will do so Without knowing you, What it’s like to be Devoured, fissured, into […]

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Poetry

Between Winter and Spring

by Anonymous That moment – the suspension of breath – as green veins release and begin to wash the grey in gold. The sky arches, still aching with a lingering chill as winter seeps back under the ground and spring thinks of unfurling.

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Comment, Prose

The Peculiar World of a Scientist

by Maria Kyriazi Imagine yourself. It’s past 9pm on a
Friday night, and you’re sitting in a room full of microscopes, dim light, almost completely dark, listening to the gurgling noises of the computer and the microscope. The building seems empty, but you know that there are still about ten or fifteen more people hiding behind […]

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