Bonnie

they pinned the badge that once was yours to the ties of my apron and all at once, I was … More

qmunicreate #10: Places

qmunicreate is an anthology of creative writing, short stories and poetry, from students at the University of Glasgow. Our tenth … More

“Did you know the sea talks to you?” She asked, concerned. “I don’t believe that,” he said. He shook his … More

The stages of grief never worked for me To facilitate a healing process. I’ve a method; a succession of three: … More

Moss creeps up identical gravestones as armies once conquered lands; water droplets cover grass like tears rest on eyelashes;

We have forgotten when exactly it was we found this refuge and exactly why: what exhaustion or curiosity led us … More

I picture myself on a balcony. square matte black plates showered in icing sugar and a slab

In the cold of a makeshift life, heaved across the frowning lines of the world, there lies a woman. It … More

qmunicreate is an anthology of creative writing, short stories and poetry, from students at the University of Glasgow. Our ninth … More

It came through the letterbox. From him, when he died, to me. A pocket mirror. I opened it. I screamed … More