by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Sep 21, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Undertow On my phone a newsreel shows a car boot lifting just above the flood. Tail lights like eyes caught in a comic gasp, while its body, like the carriageway, lies under sixty million litres of last night’s rain. Walking through town we...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Sep 2, 2026 | Word & Image
inefficient use of resources Respect Is Rainful Rona Luo is a queer, neurodivergent poet and acupuncturist. Her visual poetry has been exhibited at the Southbank Centre, and her writing has appeared in Magma, Propel, fourteen poems, The...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 31, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
End of a World In the back of the taxi on my way to the hospital, thighs clenched together, the driver asked me, You visiting someone there? Yes, I said. I am visiting a friend. When I get there, I will tell my friend that I was watching The...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 30, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Object M16- The Pillars of Creation He who created all things, and bears up the pillars of creation, hath now become so weak, that He must be carried by a woman! – Charles Spurgeon * Here — in the absolute zero of space — fireworks! Look how...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 29, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
After, We unlearn how it felt to touch And resume our separate days in shirts and trousers, Like hazmats against the sun and its longing, The moon with its underbelly pulls. On the pillow I turn away from you, Burn sage to ward off the memory. ...
