Amelia Wollacott – Short Story Collection.

Amelia Wollacott is currently pursuing a master’s in English Literature at Cardiff University. Amelia submitted a portfolio containing a series of short stories and flash fiction pieces. All of these pieces were written during her undergraduate degree. Here are a couple of pieces that we have selected to give you an insight into Amelia’s literary prowess. Sierra Nevada. The car engine sang to the open … Continue reading Amelia Wollacott – Short Story Collection.

Our Journey.

Words by Ksenia Ryadnova. A writer once said “is music getting somewhere?”. A question I sometimes compare with ourselves. A dotted rhythm, a slight crescendo. The idea that one little notation can change the wholemovement of a piece entirely. A slight irregularity can make the conductor feel as if they have failed in their artistry. Failure to provide beauty, knowledge and feeling. I reconcile with … Continue reading Our Journey.

What Was Left Behind

By Tash Sood And when she left,She left you the sky,The shadows under leaves,The pins holding down the world,And the secret to pulling them outto set it all free. She hid the will behind the curtainIn a yellow envelopeIn blue ink. She left me the smell of rain,The shock of lightning,The roots of the trees that reach under housesTo tear at the foundationsand bring it … Continue reading What Was Left Behind

Artefacts

Words by Martha Godivala. Someone is agonisingOver the artefacts inHer Museum of Ancient History. There, is a showcase:A preserved corduroy hat andSome posed photographs of happy peopleDates handwritten on the back.Delicate remains of shrivelled up flowers with thorny stems and crunchy petals.*DO NOT TOUCH*┬áA note once secretly passed in a classroom, and┬áPoems a dead boy wrote. What a display! Stayed there for years, never changed.Perfectly … Continue reading Artefacts

Egg Box

By Caitlin Wildgoose-Davis Every girl is an egg box. A container.  WeÔÇÖre all born with the potential to grow life, but this might not happen when weÔÇÖre girlfriends or wives.  Our lives might not match up,  might not be in line with the moment in time ÔÇô  the moment in time that  it happensÔǪ  that our bodies become homes.   We might be teenagers, babies ourselves. We might not yet … Continue reading Egg Box

Dragonism

By Haris Hussnain The primaeval age saw the rise and fall of the dragon empire.  Scarlet dragons stood for justice and leadership.  They sought to unite the other fighting mortals of the primaeval era with their pacifistic beliefs, peace, and harmony. Other creatures marvelled at the sight of their scarlet scales and the sound of the melodic language they spoke. Dragons lived in a golden … Continue reading Dragonism

as seasons change

written by Iqmal Handan winter had passed,spring is still here but summer is approaching and soon to be autumn.as the seasons change, so do people.we are never the same person we were last month, last week and yesterday.we evolve, together with the sun reviving its light upon our beautiful home before themoon takes supremacy over its dying light and the cycle repeats. i fear as … Continue reading as seasons change

Drawing of a girl by @artsyfifi

body and soul; the art of acceptance.

written by Iqmal Handan / art by @artsyfifi it was the morning of a rainy day that made me take off every cloth covering my skin, i stripped myself nude, gently disconnecting the fabric touching my delicate complexion,unveiling the very scars and uneven skin tone that i have always been insecure of since i was alittle kid. i allowed these pair of eyes to look … Continue reading body and soul; the art of acceptance.

That’s Just the Way Things Are

by Eve Davies. It was an early spring morning on Penarth platform. Martha stood awaiting the northward train. She was heading into the city to do some shopping. It was the first morning of the year that she had swapped her thick wrap coat for a lighter anorak. The sun resumed her place in the cloudless blue sky, promising a fine day ahead. Martha had … Continue reading That’s Just the Way Things Are

Great Xpectations Short Story Winners

We are delighted to publish the winners of the Great Xpectations short story competition hosted by Xpress. 50-word category winner – Eve Davies Nan and The Orange Tommy sat upon the grass in his uniform daubed with milk, splats of paint and mud, munching on a tangerine. Its mist glistened in the afternoon sun. He chatted to air, dropping scraps of pith next to him. … Continue reading Great Xpectations Short Story Winners

Poem – Valentine’s Surprise

By Kimberley Jones To my lover,In my whole lifetime I will never be able to express how much you mean to me,And I hope that my efforts will make you believe in our forever.Strange times have taken their toll on you and me,And has made it difficult for us to find happy memories from the year,But I have not given up, eternity we will be.I … Continue reading Poem – Valentine’s Surprise

Number 158

by Phoebe Bowers. It heads a heavy breath An inhale exiled And awaiting  Grey skies above the suspended bridge over the Severn. Rat infested. Bin bags out on the streets, their aborted insides exploded on the concrete. Terraced house terraced house terraced house terraced house terraced house. Fifty shades of brown, beige, and grey. Sunshine in the day. Thirty different corners bookended by your local … Continue reading Number 158

Exams; a poem

by Aruni Deraniyagala. Sitting at my desk, A hundred broken resolutions Empty pages Unopened books Staring at a wall, my mind wondering Painting pictures Writing stories A million other things IÔÇÖd rather be doing than Sitting here Imagining A million other lives I could be living right now Sleeping Eating Just messing around Music blaring in the background Coffee Chocolate I should be outside Dancing … Continue reading Exams; a poem

Short Story – Kingfisher

by Katherine Wheeler Jean lifted the cup to her lips and took a sip, clinking her teeth against the bone china edges. The tea was cold, a little stale from some time on the mantelpiece. SheÔÇÖd picked the leaves herself, when sheÔÇÖd still believed in health kicks and quick fixes, an age ago. Beside her an armchair rocked a whispered beat into the ground, pushing dimples … Continue reading Short Story – Kingfisher

Poem – Rose

by Madeleine Griffiths . A solitary rose stands regal and untouched, Her sophistication peerless amidst the chaos of the world. Below Her horticultural subjects bask in the fervour of her transcendent beauty.  Twisting her crimson countenance up towards the sun, She bows to her omnipotent queen.  . Stretching out between the chartreuse blades of grass, Silvery threads tremble in the gentle evening breeze.  They catch … Continue reading Poem – Rose

Poem – My Siren

Words by Jacob Evans My Siren In the abyss Her eyes absorb gold,┬á A guilty treasure Of fate untold. Her hair floats,┬á Dark and deep, Whisping and wrapping In the current of her temptation Her skin escapes friction, Pure as the ocean floor.┬á Freckles dust her moonlit face, For there is always light in her dark place. Looking up, her body still, She does not … Continue reading Poem – My Siren

Poem – Empty Lovers

by Tilly Jones. Empty Lovers I kiss your mouth in search of another, My lips longing for ones that are not yours. The close echo of an empty lover, Merely hoping to conceal their sores. Two wondering, vacant, beings of lust. Brief confidants in a passing moment, A secret encounter hiding from trust. A tender escape, our minds are absent, We can blindly dance this … Continue reading Poem – Empty Lovers