Emily Dickinson is More Than Just a Mascot for the Melancholy

by Kaya Purchase
I distinctly remember the first time I read Emily Dickinson. I was thirteen and my English teacher presented me with "Because I could not stop for Death". "You'll love her poems,” she said. “They're very (a hint of a smile - my idolisation of Morticia Adams …

We Should Reconsider Our Relationship with 'Self-Care'

by Steph Hebdon
At this point, self-care is a buzzword. It is by no means new. It has roots in the civil rights movement, the women’s rights movement, and the LGBTQ movement: with self-professed ‘black, lesbian, mother, warrior, poet’ Audre Lorde writing, “caring for myself is not self-indulgence,…

'Claudia'

by Leah Perry
Claudia never thought she would be the type of woman to lie about her age. But when a new colleague learns of her childless marriage and confronts her with the dreaded follow up question, that’s what she does. A quiver shakes at the base of her throat, giddy at the prospect of once a…

Learning to Swim

by Ali McClary
Can I tell you the story of how I learned to swim? It was like falling in love. It happened in increments, slowly, and then all at once.

It started with a cold fear. Quite literally. I would spend most swimming pool visits sat shivering on the steps, half submerged, with my bottom h…

Return of the Slam?

by Louise Evans
Public interest in contemporary poetry, particularly among millennials, is soaring. Never before have the young generations been so insatiable in their hunt for poetry; for many, first comes a snippet tweeted by a celebrity, or a digestible stanza posted on Instagram, later a quick t…