Daily Archives: August 26, 2016

Aleppo by Cath Campbell

I am not a silent poet

Sharp on her tongue, acid
the berry she’s spent, but wanting
to sup the hell out the night
and shut away the bodies,
the trashed mosaic
of bone and flesh
from a country she’ll never visit.

The pictures come too fast,
roil up her throat,
burning gullet,
backfiring vomit.
They bombed the place
and it was murder, she says
to the no-one on the next stool.

She slides loose,
head astrum with the six o clock news,
views floor through haze,
numb-toed, torso swayed. Rocking.
Bollocks! Gonna walk the road home,
she mutters, and feeds her fare
into the too-fucking-late Red Cross box.

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What You Notice When The Signal’s Gone by Sophie May Coates

I am not a silent poet

Reflected in the noir glass pane

of a newspaper stand,

I uncover the marked shape,

less tainted by the ceramic walls.

The smog that settles on the shoulders,

those crowded into compartments.

Stalked by the digital shields of life

– absorbed in the rose gold coat.

-A sleepy image,

somewhere between me

and where I have settled in the crowd

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Feeding Narcissus by Sophie May Coates

I am not a silent poet

Cue inane picture of hat and pencil

*porn giff*

meaningful pine trees

coated with sans font

‘fuck you’.

Nicki Minaj

is so feminist,

feeling the way she feels

that banana.


Taylor Swift ‘blank space’

picture of windowsill.

‘I tried so hard to be


so that you would want me

as much as I wanted you’

*Illiterate fuckboy slang*

young people driving.

Boy with dark hair, smoking in sunglasses

then come the wolves with triangle backdrop

Star Wars

incestuous fan art,

self-proclaimed ‘gamer-girl’,

*porn giff*

Breakfast Club animation

brought to you by:

meaningful twat that’s never seen Breakfast Club.

Thank you

for your contributions.

I hate people.


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