Category Archives: Creative Writing

Rabbit Stew by Robin Marchal

Rabbit Stew. Slightly pink and slightly white Tender to taste, in texture light, I’m moved to the greens of our Uni acres Where bunny white tails, pert creators, Scurry right and left and straight ahead To their burrows and safety … Continue reading

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Time-bomb by Emily Townsend

Look – it’s me again Churning the barrels of time like an ancient clockwork mouse Dickory, Cinderella, Midnight’s fresh air bounds me to a staple, a house A glass slipper shimmering in a Dorset window, Fitting only one perfect in … Continue reading

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One Night in Siberia by Yuri Plekovitch

9th September 1941 “Nazi bastards”. I am jolted awake by the groans of Kurzin, my bedfellow. Reality sinks in: three months ago I had a semi-happy life in Moscow. Nothing, physically or mentally, could prepare me for this. I look … Continue reading

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Yoyo

I watched carefully as they grew up “They’re a credit to you”, they’d say Yet I’d cringe at filling another cup Maybe too dear a price to pay The kites and strings and boats Winter walks in crispy snow Who … Continue reading

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The Saint by Ngoyan Anne Cheung

From my ancient grave I rise. My era has long ago passed. I wander with a pair of widened eyes, Trying to look for sites of the past. There stands nothing but edifices of stone. Not a flashing shadow of … Continue reading

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Eradication by Amal Audeh

The crowd is broken ashes of time Where sits A wordless feeling of mechanical insignificance It weeps forms of uninterested nakedness Of voices among minus realities And an overflow Of the pale possibility of echoes Of exhausted questions They roll … Continue reading

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Mr. Monogamy by Grace Dashwood

You came into my life, as if out of the blue, Always around yet now strangely new, As if for the first time I notice your eyes, As you look at me promising truth in your lies.   Your smile … Continue reading

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