Poetry

Sonnet Composed Inside Bristol Temple Meads

by Aidan Chivers As I wait for my train I watch thoughts and strangers roam In two centuries of litter where I stop and bathe my mind; I trace the seats, the tracks, the stars, to see, or maybe find A moment for myself in this place they’ve all called home.   I step across […]

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Prose

Domestic Conflict

The following piece contains scenes which may be distressing for some readers. The noise is muted. It’s just a buzzing dull throbbing in the back of my head that I can ignore. The hand, however, is a problem. The hand is what your eyes are drawn to, what your heart palpitates on seeing clench and […]

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Culture, Food & Drink, Prose

Cut-Price Cuisine: Double Courgette Omelette

by Alice Correia Morton This isn’t strictly from the reduced section of the supermarket, but this week courgettes are bizarrely cheap in Tesco (4 medium for 79p or 60p). After the recent shortage and hike in price, this might come as a pleasant surprise. Although simple, omelettes are both filling and, since this one includes […]

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Prose

Self-Care

by Emma Gilpin ‘Self-care’ and ‘self-love’ have become everyday terms, a revolt against a society which tells us, constantly, that we are not quite enough. Inevitably, there are those who criticise and mock this self-care movement: the idea that people should spend time looking after and taking time for themselves can seem strange or uncomfortable […]

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Prose

A Divided Hong Kong: Lessons from a Fractured Society

by Jonathon Yeung I was barely a year old on June 30th, 1997. In the final hours before China regained sovereignty at midnight, the last governor of Hong Kong, Chris Patten, gave his farewell address on a windswept stage in the heart of the city. Amidst the pouring rain, he offered a message of hope, […]

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Poetry

twenty-eight point three

by Jennifer Potter Clutching at cold tea, Recalling regurgitated emotion. A toast to our former selves, Sipping to transfer sentiment, Ease past pain. Each taste transporting to a coffee shop Artificially lit: maroon and sawdust and stilted conversation With a cup cradled in my hands like a shield, Anticipating effort echoing in emptiness. Every swallow […]

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Prose

Zagreb’s Museum of Break-Ups

by Kryssa Burakowski In the oldest part of the city of Zagreb, just a street away from the iconic roof of St. Mark’s church, you can find the Museum of Broken Relationships. Zagreb does not have a shortage of museums but this one is relatively young and strikingly different; a concept which splinters away from more […]

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