‘Maybe we aren’t supposed to be fixed.’ She says. ‘Fixed… What do you mean?’ he replies. ‘You know… maybe we’ll never really,’ she pauses mid sentence and folds her arms closely around her waist. ‘get better.’ She says. ‘you don’t think…’ his shoulders hunch around his heart as though protecting him from further disappointment. ‘No,…
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Part 6
How lovely it would be;But nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to be. From: And nothing is ever as you want it to be, Brian Patten His shaking leg grazes the table and appears louder than it really is. Everything is immersed in blazing detail. She is holding her hands tightly around…
Part 5
‘How easy it would beIf love could be brought home like a lost kittenOr gathered in like strawberries,’ From: And Nothing Is Ever as You Want it to Be, Brian Patten Sad She was going to say. I feel sad almost all the time. When they are alone again he tells her that she looks…
Vol 1, Issue 15: Slow London
After spending time beside the ponds and long grasses of Hampstead Heath this week, I came back to Waterloo station as though experiencing it for the first time. A place once familiar became strange, alien. A little scary, even. The commuters I used to think of as habitual companions became characters in an exhibit of…
Vol 1, Issue 1: Valentines poetry
Love can break our hearts. It can challenge us to grow and to change, even when we don’t desire it. It can take different forms. It can bask us in the unknown. Love can be painful, unexpected, mystical. So I thought I’d show you all some love, by sharing with you some things made out of…