Many of you will have seen the email from UEA regarding their new alliance with The Student Room to produce an app that offers ‘tailored support you need for study, life and wellbeing’. Enlitened asks you twenty questions a week and from that, directs you to articles that will supply advice; you can also make suggestions…
Creative Writing
LONELINESS IS A FUCKING DRUG
Loneliness is a fucking drug. Once you first taste loneliness, It is as addictive, As hard to quit As the hardest drug I know. The hardest drug I know Is cocodomol. Cocodomol became my friend When at 13 I hurt my hip And I needed a full night’s sleep, When at 15 I first felt…
Creative Writing
Out of Time
‘Time is running out of time’ and I’m not happy with myself ‘Time is running out of time’ in the absence of mother’s help ‘Time is running out of time’ and I’m not virtuous nor keen ‘Time is running out of time’ in this era of antiquity we are out of halos and horns and…
Creative Writing
Acceptance
I stand on a tear stained street Caught inside an endless commute. I pour my fingers into the eyes of strangers In search of you. Off beat, intrinsic jazz shakes my body Our hands make love Ejected, rejected Thoughts exit my mind. I am in a muddling mind maze, These thoughts were only ever meant…
Creative Writing
Jealousy
You appear as a dark shadow; small, black, faceless, getting bigger and bigger. Engulfing until your circumference becomes traceless. You sound like sharp green nails on a blackboard, scratching and screeching. Your voice bores into me, shrill and defeating A fiery burn as you suck and bite at me, a parasite slowly killing its host….
Creative Writing
The Pleasure of A Broken Rib
It can be hard to explain The pleasure of a broken rib. Bruises bloom across the soil beds of your chest, The warmth of the consistent ache Almost like a friend in its constancy. Fingers press and jab and fondle just to remind yourself that Yep, still stings like a net of nettles. But the…
Creative Writing
A shadow of love
much often do we begin the creation of an end the creation of a shadow of love which is often seen but never felt and much often do we feel that emotion of longing- -the longing of brighter days with flowers blooming in full power in raw emotions why do you slip away, Ophelia? why…
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