People often call me a feminist. It’s not a label I’d give myself even if never disagreeing with anything in the small amount of feminist literature read. I do, though, consider myself relatively well informed on Continue reading
Men
Roses Are Dead
Poetry inspired by both the experiences and posts of some much valued friends.
With thanks to Denx Arman for use of the header image (licensing). Continue reading
An Aubergine of Apology (or Eggplant of Repentance in North America)
Just over a year ago in August, 2022, a lecturer I follow on Twitter posted not only about it being her birthday, but also that she’d already received dick pics from two unknown senders to celebrate the fact.
What really took me by surprise was when she went on to Continue reading
No Thanks
This poem is inspired by one written a few weeks ago: Hollywood
Hollywood relied on a play of words to say something concise about a serious subject.
It also used a ‘playground metre’ to give it a ring-of-roses feel; the hope being to replicate the flippancy frequently shown dark matters. Continue reading
Hollywood
A poem about Hollywood and the events recently in the spotlight there. Events present from its conception. Events present every and any where else too. Even way back before anyone ever knew films could be made or that there’d be a whole town dedicated to doing so when they could. Continue reading
N. P. Ryan 