Nothing Beautiful There is nothing beautiful to say by it, About it, there is nothing gold. The source of my heart, and yet The black...

‘I’d get nervous whenever I’d see a knife… It scared me to imagine I might be sticking a knife in your chest’. This quote is one of the...

The master left home for five days. Five days ago, several men came to the mountain. They were all clad in tin, and their faces were...

Edinburgh Playhouse, 12th January 2023 Rating: * Shen Yun, the dance troupe of the Chinese American Falun Gong organization, tour the...

The Auld Ways There’s mair value than yous could ever imagine in the auld ways. And they're crumbling awa Gui tricky to catch, But ye’ve...

Closing night at one of the most talked about shows in town. Rating: ***** I took my seat at the closing night of The Edinburgh...

I like to plant seeds in the barren lands of the Sierra, where I walk with a bucket and watch the shining eyes of the buckles on my...

Your petrol powered boast is trumped by the muscle moved machine, its mechanical cleverness is humble and sporting. It does not growl nor...

I can't bear to throw out the dead flowers: When I dropped the bunch in the compost this morning, the one still alive fell from the group...

Rating: **** Passers-by would have heard laughter coming from the Wee Red Bar mid-November, along with sounds of fighting, drunken...

Rating - ***** Upon hearing that a play called Posh was being put on by Edinburgh students I was apprehensive, thinking Edinburgh —...

A while ago, in the back of a bar in Madrid, a friend once asked me which, out of all of God’s creatures who ever walked this earth, I...

The vans travelled alone, materializing in back alleys and underneath streetlamps, when the funeral shroud of night had been drawn over...

A poem— even with the prettiest words i couldn’t describe you the way you should be. Feeling Blue— I want words to come out of my mouth...

Breakfast at Nine Saliva dominates, Her salt washed skin brushes the beads of bubbles Glistening between my hairs, She moans — the type...

Portrait paintings were Frida Kahlo's pain-things. Her labours of love hang as trophies of control and mocking devotion: desperate...

Image permissions from Helen Trevorrow and Red Dog Press We are grateful to Red Dog Press for giving us the opportunity to review New...

We are grateful to Red Dog Press for giving us the opportunity to review New Brighton and putting us in touch with Helen Trevorrow. Thank...

Illustrations by Megan Le Brocq When Disney’s Encanto was released in 2021, I was deeply curious to watch it. Having witnessed first-hand...

Ah, a day to myself. This morning, I spread To the sides of my bed With fingers and toes Like a starfish. I made pancakes, just three:...