Creative Writing: Untitled

Paris in the springtime and the whole city snaps from a flagpole I am not your rose or hyacinth girl Stop comparing me to flowers I want to be more...

Creative Writing: Beauty of Music

There’s nothing like a song. Songs we remember, songs we forget, songs we live in. It’s intangible - something frozen in a few minutes...

Creative Writing: Dear Freshers

People like to give ‘advice’ Yet vice is all we hear: ‘Sing louder’ ‘Yell loudest’ ‘Go to Thailand’ ‘Get a tattoo’ ‘Drink more’ ‘Wear less’ ‘Join a team’ ‘Lead the team’ ‘Leave the team’ ‘Start...

Creative Writing: Untitled

(i) vodka shot eyes: and the moon replies without warning, waiting for her Orpheus hardly there, fashioning rings from her red, red hair (ii) she was a meadow; taste of heather rattle of bone he Decembered...

Creative Writing: Writer’s Block

Have you ever had writers block… Georgina Currie paints the picture perfectly...