by Prerana Kumar | Jun 26, 2023 | Featured, Prose
Time to Go 5.03AM: Our Health starts to go at late middle age. Doctors hazard a guess at what’s wrong in the grey haze under the skin, but at some point they stop bothering. Whatever is slowing us down is left alone; the broken cogs don’t need...
by Prerana Kumar | Jun 25, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Daffodils Smarmy cunts. Hiding from me, in chattering spheres, year-round spectres of a season delayed. Budding in a darkness unknown – I will remember numbness. A yellow that melts, butter upon frost, their smooth openings jar in the...
by Prerana Kumar | Jun 24, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Snowdrops I remember you from my crayon days. Clung about the tree like children to a maypole, you held green secrets close, the magic of the changing seasons folded in your petals. In the months before my mother died I anticipated you with...
by Prerana Kumar | Jun 23, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Death’s Head Moth The effect is to produce the most superstitious feelings among the uneducated, by whom it is always regarded with feelings of awe and terror. ‘The Death’s-Head Hawk-Moth’, in Edward Newman’s An Illustrated Natural History of...
by Prerana Kumar | Jun 22, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Wulf and Eadwacer’s Daughter Make Meatballs after the Old English poem Jessa Brown, a UEA creative writing MA student, has been an Acumen Young Poet. Her work has been published in the Brixton Review of Books, The Mays, and Young Writers,...
