by Sarah Crowder | Nov 2, 2016
This is a list of men I’ve loved that have been killed by cars. I’m no Maggie O’Connell by a long stretch but it has become somewhat of a recurring theme in my life, shout out to all the other significant men in my life who also got run over but...
by Sophie Ioannou | Oct 19, 2016
Monachopsis n. the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach – lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits, unable to recognise the ambient roar of your intended...
by Sophie Ioannou | Oct 11, 2016
Tuesday 28th October, on the grass outside the Church of the Recessional, Forest Lawn, Glendale. I just read over the last few pages of my notebook from New York and couldn’t quite remember the person writing it. It feels like yesterday and years ago. After four...
by Renata Doll | Oct 7, 2016
The summer is already in full bloom in Oakland during the first days of June. It’s always a little warmer here than it is in San Francisco and here is where I am spending my last few days in America for a while. So much has happened in the past six weeks. I’ve...
by Sophie Ioannou | Oct 3, 2016
Lachesism – n. The desire to be struck by disaster—to survive a plane crash, to lose everything in a fire, to plunge over a waterfall—which would put a kink in the smooth arc of your life, and forge it into something hardened and flexible and sharp, not just a...
by Sophie Ioannou | Sep 30, 2016
“It comes from a place that no one commands and no one conquers…” Leonard Cohen is addressing the Spanish audience at the Prince of Asturias Awards. He is explaining, in his deeply charming and humble manner, how he finds his inspiration. “In other words”, he...
by Sarah Crowder | Sep 28, 2016
I didn’t get my first period until I was 14. I was so excited that I whipped my freshly stained white knickers off and waved them in my mother’s face like a triumphant flag. I was so happy, the fact that every other girl in my year at school had already started...
by Sophie Ioannou | Sep 21, 2016
onism – n. the frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time. As described in The Dictionary Of Obscure Sorrows. It’s the warm coloured stone of Greek churches. It’s the restful aureate light that everything here...
by Sarah Crowder | Sep 13, 2016
I’ve lived in at least twenty different houses in my life, but one has felt more like home than any other; a semi detached council house on a council estate in a tiny Surrey village. I moved there when I was five years old and we had to move away when I was...
by Sarah Crowder | Sep 9, 2016
Things that can put me off a man likes Morrissey. My hatred of Morrissey and his whining voice, his flouncing around on stage, his militant brand of veganism and his racist views has also put a boy off me many years ago. We were on the bus on the way from his house...
by Sarah Crowder | Aug 26, 2016
This is going to be a new regular feature, me doing my favourite thing; writing endless, pointless lists. Do you ever wonder how many people came up with the idea for the light bulb, the telephone, the wheel, etc, before they were invented but just couldn’t be...
by Sarah Crowder | Aug 20, 2016
This piece is an amalgamation of a couple of pieces I wrote for our Amtrak zine which you can buy from us here or from Pioneer’s Press here (Pioneer’s press should be cheaper shipping than us if you are in the USA) Marfa’s a tiny city in far West...