Recent Poetry

That Damned Couch.

Your couch never felt so comforting, I thought While you were mumbling something About the perfect Way of scrambling Some nice fluffy eggs, and I was stretching over The arm of your sofa, the one With the manly musky odour that borders On unbearable, but I bear it because I care for you. So IContinue reading “That Damned Couch.”

Empathy in the Face of…

The only actions that seem to carry any value in the face of death are those that reduce the suffering of our fellow persons and those generations who are still to come. How many times have I walked roads paved over and over by the long-dead generous of spirit? Nature is an unfathomable spectacle, butContinue reading “Empathy in the Face of…”


Grandparents. Who knew I would miss them so much – that I would yearn for that wrinkled touch? I look at him and I see a shadow of a man and it scares me. He closed himself from the world so I closed myself from him. When I see him I see me, or atContinue reading “Out-of-Touch”

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We are a couple of writers who want to encourage an alternative approach to an often elitist poetry / writing world. We believe that our mediums should be open and inclusive and try our best to avoid putting it into strict categories. If you like our stuff and/or want to get involved, please feel free to contact us.