Narcissus

Narcissus explores the lengths we may go to be known. A poem by Ruth Almodal.

Home

What do you feel when you lose a home? A poem by Anastasia Chatzidima.

Butterscotch

Through my daughter’s experiences, I saw for the first time, the impact of the sort of implicit racism and racial bias that I previously had not thought existed in the town I grew up in. A poem by Victoria Luckie (alumni).

The Truth of June

My mum and I were both born in June – 37 years and 9 days apart. A year ago, I wrote this poem whilst staying overnight in the hospital with her. A poem by Auriel Simmonds.

Golden

A poem by Ruth Almodal.