By Kim Wielett The only thing that doesn't change is death, which is always different yet remains unchanging, despite decay, which is part of life, regardless, The only thing that never dies is change, the only constant, which remains in flux, despite monumental efforts to remain static by egos who refuse to acknowledge fate in ways that cost dearly, leaving behind far worse than hurt feelings, Many find the sheer cost of exchange unbearable, more than Atlas ever uplifted, qu

By Lynsey Balloch I was playing in the dirt when he found me – With my thighs clamped shut. Taking pause – I slid into his arms. Wandering from foreign parts, Stumbling across my village by chance, He chose to ruffle his ironed shirt – And stop me in the street. What an upstanding young gentleman! My body trembled eagerly, Weighed down and squirming – With feelings that were not mine. “You are starving. Let me feed you.” He said – grave mouth closed. I was. Having not been su

By Joseph Chapman “Hey, look over there!” They shout at everyone below. “That side wants to make you pay!” Whilst the ones above put on a show. You think that there are many sides, That you can choose and change the law, But there has only ever been one group, They just exploit this flaw. A smile can cover all, A promise can give false hope, Whilst they do monstrous things; The lies allow us to cope. We write angry poems, Songs, and chants, We fight against those who oppose A